Alright, post #1, this is for Yasashiku. 2 more to come for captains.

Yasashiku put on her best furious face. It wasn’t going over well. Despite her short tenure as captain, the people of the 4th squad knew her too well. The fury in her gaze that would easily have fit on anyone else’s face was odd on hers. They’d seen her placid fury before, and it was something she simply could not fake. Nonetheless, she stalked her way to the office, ignoring pleas of those around her to see to her injuries. She had already bandaged herself up and closed some of the more dangerous open wounds, but she refused to get care for the rest. She practically charged into the office, slamming the door with a huff behind her. Eisaku was seated at the desk, where he had obediently kept up what little shield he could around the whole building. How had he ever listened to her.
Eisaku: You look like hell. What happ-
Yasashiku: Out.
Eisaku looked puzzled. Yes, he had known her longer than most, and that anger on her face must have looked even less convincing to him. He looked beat, the energy from keeping up the barrier must have been exhausting to continuously exude like that. Her empathy for him was quickly submerged in the sea of emotions that raged within her. She slammed her fist into the wall on her right, putting absolutely no energy into it and yet making a large indent in the wall.
Yasashiku: I SAID LEAVE!
That got him moving, though the puzzled look never left his face. He picked himself up quickly, though his steps seemed to drag. Maybe it was just her impatience. A bit of concern came into his eyes just as he was about to leave, but he said nothing, and closed the door behind him.
Yasashiku sat down at her desk with a grunt. Papers still covered the desk from all sectors of the Soul Society, though almost all of them were outdated. No one cared about paperwork when Soul Society shook under the brunt of such ferocious attacks. Nonetheless, she picked up a paper, and started signing line after line. She finished, putting it in a tray marked “finished” to her right. She picked up another, repeating the exercise, but faster. She did this with paper after paper until a sizeable stack started to develop. Soon, however, her signature became illegible, the parts of the paper she signed haphazard and patternless. Drops of blood from reopened wounds on her arms began to paint the papers red. Tears began to fall from her eyes down to the papers below, smearing ink and blood into misshapen and dirty rose petals that scattered across the pages.
Unable to see through the tears, she roared in anger and depression. She threw the pen against the far wall, which shattered on contact in a hail of ink and metal. She swept her arms across the desk, sending up a flurry of papers in every direction that rained down like feathers off dying birds. She lay her head down on the table, hands held to the back of her skull. It was agony. The picture of Zane in her head was nothing but agony. She couldn’t protect him. She couldn’t protect anyone. For all her bluster about how she would change the 4th squad, she was…helpless. She wanted to scream out in pain, a pain that no physical injury had ever provided her, the pain of utter failure…but she couldn’t. The 4th squad needed her to remain strong, and she couldn’t let the image of her strength fade, even if the actuality was so.
She was suddenly startled by a black butterfly that had landed on her hand. A captain’s meeting had been called. She hurried to her feet, brushing away the tears from her eyes and leaving smears of red on her face. She rebandaged a couple of wounds that had come undone, straightened her tattered clothing, and walked out the door, shoulders straight and head held high. Her expression was austere. She would act like the leader they needed, even if she wasn’t fit for the role.

And here's post #2. Renee's turn.

Renee sat meditating. She had already gone to what little remained of the meeting chamber and sat in the center. Makeshift walls had been created around the remnants. The room was still open to the sky, however, and several pillars still stood, holding up nothing but air. She had gone into her zanpakuto’s inner world, but with her emotional state, the ground had warped and distorted. Large chunks of it floated in the air, and the stream of water that crossed it defied all gravity. Her spirit was nowhere to be found. She decided that she needed to calm down, and within her own world, she shut her eyes.
She was placid. She was serene. She was untouchable. She was the eye of the storm. Her features smoothed, and she took on an emotionless gaze. Renee retreated to this state whenever she was flustered, and today, she required it more than ever. She had to regain inner peace. She had to be strong.
She opened her eyes within that world, and immediately went wide. The world around her wasn’t the one she expected. The landscape was gone, supplanted by the tattered remains of Soul Society, rubble strewn in all directions. She wondered for a moment if she had woken up and accidentally gone outside, but quickly realized this wasn’t that world either. Blasts echoed soundlessly across the landscape, flowering into existence in slow motion and then sinking out of sight. Bits of buildings and earth flew into the air around her, though none of it touched her. Soul reapers sprang into and out of existence in every direction, flying into the air from invisible attacks, face blank slates without a single feature. White noise was all that could be heard as the scene rotated about her in every direction. With the chaos around her, it truly seemed like she was at the center of a gigantic hurricane.
Renee: What…is this?
Shouma: This is a world of your creation, not mine.
The spirits voice came at her as though from every angle at once. She couldn’t tell where he was.
Renee: How could I create this world within yours?
Shouma: It is beyond me. I do not pretend to understand it.
It seemed beyond her as well. The images around her were overwhelming to look at as they began to rotate faster and faster. She closed her eyes against the visions, keeping them tightly shut for a full minute as she tried to understand. She opened them, and the visions were gone, replaced by strong winds that circled around her at tremendous speeds. Colors here and there were all she could make out.
4 hands reached out of the wind, one on each side of her, up to their elbows. She couldn’t recognize them, but chose the hand proffered in front of her first. It was heavily muscled and male. She grabbed hold, and pulled it toward her. Isao stepped out of the gale, though it was not the Isao she knew. He smiled, an air of lightness on his face, something she hadn’t seen since first meeting him. He grew younger right in front of him, gray hairs turning black, lines in his face disappearing. Then cuts started to appear, skin flaying from muscle and muscle from bone, all over his body. She almost screamed as he was torn apart, pieces flying into the maelstrom around them, smile remaining on his face until that too left.
3 hands still remained. She chose the one behind her, this one also highly muscled but feminine. She pulled and out came Brigitte. Her eyes drifted to the right and left, avoiding Renee’s gaze. She seemed to be searching for something. Suddenly, her eyes locked with Renee’s, and ferocious anger bloomed there. She snarled, showing all her teeth and yelling silently at her. She gestured wildly with her arms, and then lunged at Renee. Renee couldn’t feel her as they touched, but Brigitte’s arms went over her shoulders, sliding down her back. Her whole body seemed to slump. When Renee saw her eyes, they seemed…empty, as though the life had gone out of her. Then her body disappeared in a puff of wind, circulating back into the winds.
2 hands. She fought the urge to ignore them, to return to the real world, and grabbed at the one to her left. It was a child’s hand. A little girl came stumbling from the turmoil around her, face and cloths dirty. Her hair was matted with dried blood, and cuts and bruises dotted her light frame. Her arms hung at her side from weakness. Despite her dejected state, her eyes were resolute. There was determination in those large eyes. She recognized it immediately. The girl looked at her questioningly, regarding her with some concern. She walked around Renee, sizing her up from head to toe. Her expression said little about what she found, and as soon as she was done, she turned around and marched back into the hurricane of wind.
1 more. She took a deep breath as she turned to examine the final hand. She had expected the frail-looking old hand of Mine, or perhaps the malevolent grip of Sengoku, but was surprised to see an arm she didn’t recognize, though this one was male. The entire arm trembled. She pulled at it, and a soul reaper she had never seen came tumbling out, falling in a heap in front of her. What significance did this man have? He wasn’t even in her squad.
???: Why?
She was startled. None of the other forms had spoken to her, though this one also seemed oblivious of her presence. He curled up on the ground, and though he bore no wounds, his anguish was evident.
???: Why have they come for us? What have we done to deserve this? They’re monsters! They’ll never leave us alone! How could-
Renee: Pull yourself together!
???: -happen? I’m weak, I’m worthless, and I can’t stand against them!
He still showed no signs of knowing she was even there. He seemed unreachable, his mind wracked with uncertainties and fears. Suddenly, others joined him. Men and women from a variety of squads seemed to pour out of the winds, falling to the ground and speaking the same babble. The same fear was in all of their eyes. Their bodies stacked on all sides of her, a large trembling mass. She couldn’t stand it any longer.
She forced her eyes shut, trying to drown out the noises. When she opened them again, she was awake in the meeting hall. No one else had arrived yet. What had each of those visions meant? She stood up and began pacing the hall, arms clasped behind her, mind racing. All thoughts of her failure to kill Sengoku drifted to the back of her mind. It seemed there were more important things to worry about.

Biren sat up quickly form his rest. He sees that he is back in a hospital room, once again tied to the bed. He looks over to see his brother and his zanpakuto.
Biren: He smiles. "I'm surprised you are still here. I would of thought you would have left after the fighting stopped."
Bryce: He looks at Biren with a pirecing gaze. "I may have had desires to destroy this place, but my brother comes first. Losing you would have been like losing my squad all over again." A tear goes down his eyes that still have a piercing gaze. He also puts an emotionless front on after this happens.

Biren: He looks around. "Where is Rake" He should be up and around."

Bryce: He shakes his head. "Your lieutenant is in critical condition and is being treated for his injuries in surgery." He sees Biren is trying to get out of his restraints. "What are you doing?"

Biren: He points his index fingers at the restraints holding his hands. "Hado #1." The restraints desentagrates. Biren then unties the others. "I'm going to go see my friend. He needs his captain there." He sits up when he sees a hell butterfly come into the room.

Bryce: He looks at it. "What does it want."

Biren: He nods. "A captains meeting is about to happen. I have to be there." He stands up when a nurse runs in.

Nurse: "I could of swore that the hell butter fly came this way." she sees Biren is standing up. "Sir you are not supposed to be moving around.

Biren: He puts on his captain uniform on and grabs his sword. "Bakido #4." It binds the nurse. "Unfortunately this won't hold you forever since my kido is not up to par." He looks at his brother. "I suppose this is farwell."

Bryce: He looks at the nurse. "Until the next time we meet." He shakes hands with Biren but then Biren turns it into a huge.

Biren: "Maybe next time i can win a fight against you." He turns. "I just know i'm going to be late. Goodbye, brother." he shunpos out of the hospital. Bryce stands there and then does the same.

Nurse: Her eyes show utter shock. "Is anyone going to help me?"

Squad 2 Captain Rena

Rena continues to keep a calm face as she slowly walks through the barracks of Squad 2. Her squad members bow their heads out of respect for their new captain but Rena passes by without even noticing them. Rena makes it all the way to her newly appointed captain’s office. Rena stands completely still at the door as she stares at the faded square shape on the door that used to read “Squad 2 Captain Zane Mitarashi.” Tears fall down her face as she places her hand over the faded area on the door. It’s been hours since she was told but she just couldn’t believe it. Her one and only sibling; her beloved brother that took care of her and taught her how to be a soul reaper… was now gone.

Rena: I always took for granted that you would be here and now… dammit.

Rena’s blade turned gray again as she slowly opened the door and walked in. The room was pretty dusty since Zane rarely ever used has office but some of his personal things were still there like pictures and awards won throughout his training in the academy. Rena stares at what used to be Zane’s seat in his office and refuses to acknowledge the fact that the seat and room is now hers. Rena quietly seats in the corner away from the captain’s chair and slowly drifts into her zanpaktou’s world. Rena wakes up inside a dimly lit room that appears to be gray in color, there is a ceiling but for some reason it’s raining. Rena stands up as she realizes where she is but wonders why it looks this way.

???: You seem to be confused.

Rena: (recognizing the voice) Kokochi… why does it look like this in here?

Rena turns around and sees a large gray figure in a sitting indian style position but is hovering a few feet in the air. The figure is glowing gray but has the shape of a male. The man appears to be naked but is wearing a theater mask that portrays a very sad face.

Kokochi: I told you that the emotion you exhibit will greatly affect the appearance of this world. Since you are so depressed right now, this world took an overly depressing look; a dim room where you can’t escape the rain. Can’t get any more depressing than that… well at least not for you that is.

Rena: Why did you bring me here?

Kokochi: To cheer you up! You know I hate seeing you like this. Your squad needs their captain and that’s you…

Rena: SHUT-UP! I don’t need a constant reminder!

Kokochi: (sighs) I honestly thought Isao and Miroku could cheer you up but I guess not. How long do you plan on sulking?

Rena: I’m not sulking… I’m just upset.

Kokochi: How would Zane feel if he saw you like this? I was there during all your training sessions with him so I know what he taught you and this isn’t one. Zane told you to be ready for anything especially in the event of his absents! He would be appalled to see the way you’ve been acting.

Rena: Too bad you can’t ask him to see how he really feels…

???: Actually he doesn’t have to ask me since I’m here right now. (Rena is shocked as she turns to the left and sees Zane standing right next to her.)

Rena: Zane!?

Zane: Yeah I know that is a surprise but I told Kokochi to record one last message into your zanpaktou world to be played in the case that something happened to me and that message is this… (Zane takes a deep breath) Get off your ass and start acting like a captain!

Rena: (looks completely shocked after hearing Zane’s words.) So you’re saying to just forget about you and go on like nothing happened?

Zane: I didn’t say that. Learn from the mistakes I made and be a better captain than I was.

Rena: Fine… it will be hard but I’ll try my best! I do have another question though… Who killed you?

Zane: Sorry Rena, but this is a prerecorded message so I can’t answer that.

Rena: Oh, but you do have more things to say right?

Zane: Yep, you just have to ask the right things.

Rena: So if I don’t ask a question then this image of you won’t disappear from my zanpaktou world?

Zane: Hmm, I guess not.

Rena smiles as her zanpaktou world begins to twist and contort it’s shape to the form of a calm beach front that has a gentle breeze. Rena begins to walk away but turns back to see that Kokochi is now glowing blue and has a theater mask that has a smile on the face and Zane stands just a few feet away from Kokochi. Rena smiles as the image of them fades away and she wakes up in her office room as many of her squad members are all standing around her. One man is at the front of the group. He has a slender body and an athletic build but his face is hidden under a black mask that completely conceals his face. There are three symbols on his mask; the sun where the left eye should be, a moon for where the right eye should be and a storm cloud where the nose should be with an arcing lightning bolt that makes a smile on the mask. He is a little taller than Rena and is wearing regular soul reaper pants with a tight sleeveless shirt, he also wears an orange, gray and neon blue scarf around his necks. The man’s name if Marik.

Marik: Are you okay captain?

Rena: (smiles) I’m fine guys. (Rena’s blade begins to glow blue.)

Squad 2 Soul Reapers: YEAH! Captain Rena is feeling better! (Rena smiles as her subordinates rejoice.)

Rena: Thank you guys, you all made me feel a lot better in this tragic time of my life. I couldn’t have asked for a better squad.

Marik: And we couldn’t have asked for a better captain!

Soul Reapers: YEAH!

Rena: (smiles) Alright, I have to go to this meeting but once I get back we all will be doing some serious training, understood?

Soul Reapers: Yes mam!

Rena: Marik… (Marik turns his head towards Rena) From now on, you will be the Lieutenant of Squad 2.

Marik: Lieutenant? (sighs) Fine.

Rena: Good, I’ll see you guys later.

Rena leaves with a smile as she has now found comfort in her squad members. As she walks towars Squad 1's barracks she replays all the fond and loving memories of Zane over and over in her head. And her blade slowly changes colors again from blue to yellow as her calm feelings change to sheer joy!

I'm here to say that i went back to the beginnig of the forum and it remindied me of something. I may have posted out of turn as other people may have. I feel bad about this but there is the situation of who will still be coming back. Does anyone know the where abouts of tetsu, brokensun, Rantora, and Shukun?

At this point id say dont worry about posting in turn...if u have something ready to go up then throw it up...and idk about the wherabouts of nebody mentoned

Oh sorry that I haven't been posting I've been haveing massive writers block and for the life of me I can't think of a story to post. Ill post as soon as I get out of this block ill post within the week.

Brokensun posted most recently out of those (beyond you Rantora), though it's been quite a while since we've seen any posts from them. I'm hoping they'll return soon, but we'll see.

It's taken me a few days to figure out what I'm going to say, but I should have the post on Isao up sometime tomorrow. I'll be working on the captain's meeting after that, so heads up to anyone who hasn't posted about their captain yet (though I'm pretty sure that the only ones left are Brokensun's and tetsu's).

I'm still here waiting on the new arc so i can join in

Alright, so here's my final post before the captain's meeting. There's a lot behind Isao's disposition going into it, so bear with me.

Isao sat in the dark, cramped space he’d been afforded in the 4th squad barracks. Injuries laced his entire body, though he hardly felt them. Muscle weakness pervaded his entire body, yet it didn’t effect each movement. The 4th squad members had pushed him into treatment immediately upon arrival, but he’d stood and walked out as soon as he was able. He wouldn’t deny treatment to those that needed it more than himself. Bloody bandages were all over his body, wounds having long since been reopened by checking on the injured and responding to reports from soul reapers. He’d gone out and helped recover many of the bodies himself. It was gruesome work, but he had come to a definitive conclusion in that time, a conclusion only Miroku knew at this point. He planned on keeping it that way if he could.

He wasn’t sure why his body felt lighter, but it seemed a tremendous weight had been shifted off him. He couldn’t tell when it had happened, just that it had. Had that weight always been there? He couldn’t say for sure. Perhaps the burden of years of uncertainties blocking his path was removed when he accepted his fate.

Nonetheless, his mind was racing. He thought about the upcoming captain’s meeting (which he knew he’d be late for), about the difficulties housing so many people in such a small space, about the concerns with future attacks. He was trying to fix every problem he had heard since the fighting stopped, though he couldn’t keep his mind focused on anything but the fight ahead. Rey. Was he really going there to die?

His mind jumped into his inner world. He was surprised to suddenly come to a stop in front of the gates to Asgard. They were closed. Had they ever been closed before?

He stepped up to the gates, looking through them, and he could see a squat old woman standing in the distance, back turned to him. Dark, nearly black skin covered her body, but despite that difference, he recognized her immediately.

Isao: Ayano? What is this? Let me in, I need to speak with Odin, now!

Ayano: What’s your hurry, Isao?

She turned around towards him, that authoritative look on her face. He had seen it often. She always put it on when she thought he was doing something foolish.

Ayano: Is death just another stage in your planned destiny? You’re going to face it so readily, leaving behind Soul Society and everyone. Is that wise?

Isao frowned: I can’t let them die anymore for me, Ayano. I can’t let people like you be killed in order to stop people like Rey. I won’t let that happen anymore.

Ayano: Then you don’t know me well enough.

She marched up to the gates putting her face right up to the bars.

Ayano: If you think I regret my death, then you’ve truly gone off the deep end. Some things are necessary. If this aged body of mine could stand against the foes of Soul Society one more time, then it did more than I could ever ask.

Isao looked directly into those eyes of hers, fierce and burning with determination. She meant what she had said. He smiled at her.

Isao: I’m glad you feel that way, but I can’t let this go on. I can’t just watch as those around me collapse and die. Satoshi was right. I’ll find another way, and this is that way.

Ayano: You’re a fool, a courageous one, but a fool. That girl would die for you a million times if she knew what you were going to sacrifice to save her.

Isao: And I would do the same if it meant any chance at bringing her back alive.

Ayano frowned at that, but her features began to distort. Her entire body seemed to morph, increasing dramatically in size, and turning even blacker. Muscles became far denser, and a hulking figure began to form.

Isao: So, you’re next then?

Kaori: Don’t do it.

Isao: Is that all you can say?

Kaori: When I died, I thought I’d failed you. I thought that I would no longer be able to protect you. I was…I was happy to hear that my life had saved yours, despite the consequences. Don’t throw it away.

Isao: You stopped being my bodyguard the day you died. I can care for myself now.

Kaori raised a large hand, placing it lightly on the other side of the gate. Isao placed his on the other side.

Kaori: Let me protect you one last time, please.

Isao: No one else can even come close to stop what’s coming. This world’s a hurricane, and I am the only one who can step into that maelstrom and keep his ground. I can’t ignore that duty, I can’t let more people be picked up by those winds and fly away from me.

Kaori’s form spoke only of dejection as his body shrunk down. The arms and legs became slender, the skin turning fiery, and hair lengthening and flowing out behind him. His arm reached out between the bars, grabbing hold of his collar and lifting him off the ground while pulling him against the bars. He was always surprised by her strength.

Moriko: You stupid son of a bitch.

Isao: …

Her eyes were shadowed, her gaze focused on his chest. She raised her eyes to his, and he could see red tears forming and falling to the ground, disappearing in flakes of energy. Her arm trembled, though not under his weight.

Isao laid his hand that was on the gate on her arm. She continued to hold onto him just like that, gritting her teeth.

Isao: I’ve never let you go, Moriko. I never will.

Moriko: You have a stupid way of showing it! Running yourself out there just to die in those desolate sands alone! What sort of idiot throws his life away like that?

Isao smiled: I’ve always been that kind of idiot. You’ve known that.

Moriko: She had better be worth it.

Isao’s smile faded: She is.

Moriko released him, arm disappearing in a shower of sparks, along with the rest of her body. She would still be around, they all would, but it seemed they were done talking to him.

He stepped in, and immediately found himself in the main hall of Asgard. The room seemed tremendously barren by comparison to previous visits. The chandelier was gone, as was the iron door. The desk in the far corner was gone as well. Three people were there. A blue Mine stood directly in front of him, her small frame dwarfed by his. She always seemed so much taller. Even now, looking down at her gave him that strange impression. A golden Oasis was lounging across a throne in the back, toying with the ram’s horn he’d seen in here before several times. It looked like he’d dragged the throne out of the room that had once been blocked off by the iron door. It had some indecipherable symbols on it, and the metal on the sides and legs seemed to flare off like solar radiation. The last person in the room was a surprise. A younger looking soul reaper was leaning against the far wall right next to Oasis. His skin was made of liquid metal, shifting between silver and gold. Isao gave him a confused look, and he shot back a grimace.

Isao: …Who are you?

A vein protruded on his forehead as he glared at Isao.

Hideaki: The man you should be thanking for saving your brother’s life, jackass!

Oasis: Settle down, Hideaki, we’re not here to get into a fight.

Hideaki: Well the least he could do is learn my damn name!

Oasis grinned: There are more important things to address, don’t you think?

Hideaki leaned back against the wall in a huff. Oasis went back to toying with the horn in his hands.

Mine: I hope you know what you’re up against.

Isao: I know well enough.

Mine: That’s not the point. You’re leaving Soul Society undefended and going off to fight against someone who is far stronger than you. Do you have any chance of victory? Do they? Sengoku will be back-

Isao: If you disagreed with my choice, you would have met me back at the gate.

Mine: Perceptive. But while I’m not here to stop you, I am here to make sure you know what you’re up against.

Isao: I have dealt with Soul Society. The people here will manage somehow. But I came here to talk with Odin for the fight with Rey.

Oasis: You may want to talk with him, but he’s not keen on talking with you.

Isao: All the same, this concerns us both. Are you both here for some reason as well?

Oasis smiled again: I’m here to see you off. It’s sad I won’t be able to go with you, but you’ve always known what’s best, captain.

Hideaki: I don’t even know why I’m here. I don’t care either way. Get yourself killed if you must, I’d rather leave this place anyway.

Mine shot them both a look. Apparently, she didn’t care for Oasis’s flippant attitude or Hideaki’s dissonance.

Mine: You can’t take this lightly. Odin cannot win the fight for you, and you shouldn’t depend on him.

Isao: I wouldn’t be going if I was depending on him.

The three of them quickly dispersed into the air around them, the horn in Oasis’s hands falling from his hands and landing with a dull thud on the ground.

Odin: And you think you’re enough to stop him?

Odin stood directly behind him, his shadow dwarfed Isao’s. It was always a bit unnerving.

Isao: I think I’m enough to bring her back. That’s enough.

Odin: It’s not enough for me.

The ravens on his shoulders both flew off, each taking up position on the top of the throne, eyes focused on Isao.

Odin: Your arsenal is dwindling, but your most powerful weapon still remains. I can ensure that when you use that ability next time, it will come to you.

Isao: Will that be enough?

Odin: I can guarantee nothing. Rey has become more powerful than either of us could have imagined, and he’s getting stronger. This ability, however, will unlock your greatest potential. You’ll be able to fight like you never could before. Just remember my warning: never use more than one of these at a time. You’ll only kill yourself and those you love trying.

Isao felt the familiar tug of being pulled out of that world. Maybe death wasn’t so close after all.

Guys, I think I'm going to have to call it quits here. I've been up all night working on work for classes, and it's just been really hectic in the lead up to graduation. I'm sorry I wont be able to finish the pieces I've been working on, but I will at least be checking in on the story from time to time.

Your quiting. Dude this is rediculous. We already lost some people. Losing you is a dropkick to the forum.

Wow, I'm shocked but I do know where you're coming from whiteflame. School always comes first and congrats on achieving your masters. Hopefully if the work load dies down you can join back up.

April Fools guys! Like hell I'd quit, I was up late last night to watch some of a SC2 tournament. Been working on the captain's meeting too, should have that ready sometime today or tomorrow.

I can't believe I forgot its April Fools Day!

You asshole. Good one though.

Got you guys good. You guys couldn't get rid of me if you tried right now, too much going on.

LMAO I was seriously Scared there for a second flame , sorry I haven't posted up myself :) but i'm looking forward to start back up again , i've been lurking in the shadows planning some decent posts to redeem my self :P

i saw it all coming lol

And so I bring you the captain's meeting, plus a bit extra. The meeting is rather short, but I figure since it's following a series of battles, they wouldn't be long for words. Hope you guys enjoy it.

When Isao arrived at the captains’ meeting, the makeshift room was filled. Nabimaru, Rena, and Yasashiku were the only ones who stood in ranks, though each had a very different look to them. Nabimaru seemed completely confident in himself, no doubt or uncertainty in him. Rena looked like she was fast building a place for herself as captain, a far cry from the woman he had handed the captain’s cloak to so recently. Yasashiku was putting on a brave face, but her face twitched every now and then, belaying emotions flowing beneath that painted surface.

The others seemed to have taken to their own choice of positions. Amiro was sitting up against one of the walls, eyes closed, focused on something Isao couldn’t know. Ryuu was sitting in his position, still weary from fighting two back to back fights; it was amazing he was here at all. Kichigai was staring up at the sky, index fingernail tapping absentmindedly at the side of his nose while his other hand seemed to be making complex gestures, as though a canvas existed directly above him that he could draw on with his finger. Renee, surprisingly, was just as oblivious to everyone in the room, and was pacing back and forth across the length of it. Satoshi was there as well, sitting on the small dais that Isao was to speak from. He was the only non-captain here.

The vacancies in this room were more shocking than he had imagined. Biren was still recovering and couldn’t participate. Boa had been taken. Raito walked out. He tried putting the names out of his head of all the others who had died, but Zane had become a permanent imprint there. He still couldn’t believe he was dead.

Isao cleared his throat loudly upon entering the room. Amiro stood quickly and entered the lineup, while Ryuu supported himself on his sword to get himself to his feet. Kichigai took his sweet time, adding a few invisible doodles to his grand design and keeping his eyes skyward as he moved. Renee snapped out of her trance and entered the lineup, brow furrowed in thought. Satoshi stood and moved to the right of the dais as Isao stepped up onto it. Silence pervaded.

Isao: I don’t have to remind you what happened here, nor in Hueco Mundo. You’ve all heard the news.

Rena sniffed a little at that, wiping at sudden tears, and then steeling herself. Something had gotten into that girl.

Isao: And I’m not going to stand here and tell you about what’s coming. You all know. Kuroheki won’t stop, and neither will the Espada. These threats have become more real and more dangerous than ever.

Amiro: Skip past the introduction, Isao. You called this meeting for a reason, out with it!

Isao gave him a sidelong look and a frown.

Isao: Very well then. I’ll be blunt: you are all to evacuate your squads from Soul Society.

That got them going. Each tried talking over as they tried to question him over this sudden decision. Renee and Satoshi were the only ones who stood silent, though both had concerned looks about them.

Isao: QUIET!

They obeyed reluctantly, though they didn’t immediately restore the appropriate ranks. Isao sighed.

Isao: One at a time.

Amiro: You can’t be serious!

Isao: I meant what I said. Most of us will stay here to defend it, but I cannot allow more harm to those who cannot do anything here.

Nabimaru: What peace is there in flight?

Isao: This is temporary, Nabimaru. When this war is over, we’ll bring them back. Too many lives are at stake here, and there’s not nearly enough room for them to stay.

Yasashiku: My squad still has-

Isao interrupted: Your squad will transfer operations elsewhere. You know there’s not nearly enough room in your barracks for all those that need treatment.

Kichigai: Any chance I might have of salvaging my experiments will be lost!

Isao: That’s a risk you’ll have to take.

Rena: How can we keep the strength and unity of Soul Society if we insist that so many abandon it at its darkest hour? We’re a light, a beacon of hope to so many!

Isao: Look around you. Soul Society has been reduced to its foundations. How long will its power survive if even the people walking it die and disappear from it?

Ryuu: After all we fought for…

Isao: This is NOT a sign of failure. This is not retreat. We will stand tall against our foes, and we will defeat them.

Renee’s eyes had been widening ever since the start of these conversations, and they were fully open by the time he’d finished with that last response. Did she realize? How could she! No one else had been told! Satoshi had a thoughtful look on his face, but he seemed uncertain as well.

Isao: Ryuu, Kichigai, Amiro, you are in charge of this. See to it that every squad member who can walk assists you. Take everyone to the human world through the Senkai gate and find a place to relocate. Transfer the injured as soon as possible.

They all looked in askance at him, but he held up a hand, his face stern. No one had ever decreed something like this before, but he saw no other choice. Soul Society needed to live on through this storm, and he would see to it that it did.

Before the three of them reached the door, a slight female soul reaper barged in through the door. She was breathing heavily, her face was stark white and she was shivering.

Kichigai: Aludra? This is a private captain’s meeting, know your place!

Aludra: *huff*…*huff*

All she did was stare at the captains in the room, focusing mainly on Kichigai. Her mouth seemed to try and form words that her voice could not bear to let past her lips. Her eyes were ringed as though she’d seen some horror, something that she would never forget. Many soul reapers probably had that expression now, but there was something…haunting about hers. Something…fresher.

Renee: Show us.

Aludra’s tired gaze fell upon Renee. Tears formed in her eyes, pouring down her face as she ran out the door. The captains all followed her at a brisk pace. They didn’t have to go far. A short distance away, the scene that had so terrified her was brought into view. A heavily mutilated body was nailed to a large cross against a standing wall. His body was a bloody mess, but his face was still visible. Akihiko.

Rena twisted to the right and began heaving. It was a gruesome sight for anyone to see, and in her still fragile state, she would be more affected by it.

Amiro fell to his knees, shuddering at the sight. Yes, he’d fought with him before, it was hard to comprehend that something like this could happen to someone who had fought on par with a captain.

Kichigai’s eyes weren’t on the body, they were analyzing every inch of the cross. He walked up to it and began feeling the grain of the wood against his fingertips, pausing every so often to analyze something small he had found.

All the rest of them could do was stare in disbelief. This hadn’t been done by anyone they had seen. No one they had fought would kill their opponent in this fashion. They would never have noticed one fight in the milieu. Who had done this?

Ryuu: Is there no end to them? Soul Society is besieged by so many opponents that we don’t even know who all of them are.

It was a frightening realization. Ryuu put a hand on Amiro’s shoulder, who started at the sudden gesture. He slowly rose to his feet, though his entire body seemed to be shaking. They called out to Kichigai, who, for once, turned around and immediately started moving with them. He had an intense look on his face, one of a man who would not be denied.

Isao: The rest of you should go and prepare yourselves. Hopefully, Biren can be brought around in time for their next salvo.

The captains dispersed, including Isao. Renee was left standing, looking after him, a look of suspicion on her face. Satoshi came up behind her.

Satoshi: I see you noticed it too.

Renee: He’s hiding something. Whatever it is, it’s boneheaded.

Satoshi: With him, it normally is.

Renee: I’ll find out. You should get some rest.

Satoshi laughed: Look who’s talking! You lost an arm in that battle, and yet you’re still raring to go! I’m not the only one who needs his rest.

Renee: True, but this is something I must do.

Satoshi winked at her: Suits me.

He turned away from her and began walking over to the 4th barracks. His face changed from lighthearted to dead serious in an instant. Renee knew. She didn’t have to ask, and neither did Satoshi. That look of assuredness, that certainty in his eyes. He was going to do something foolish, and Satoshi would be damned if he did it alone.


So there it is. I've got a few posts left to set up some things going on down the road and a couple that are coming up quickly. If you have anything you want to set up, now is the time.

Okay just setting some more thing up.


Miroku is waiting outside of Soul Society to discuss an important matter with Renee once the Captain’s meeting is concluded, but as Miroku lies in wait he is horrified by the sudden screams that fill the air back inside.

Miroku: What the hell? Is someone attacking again?

Miroku lifts up the gate once again and starts to run towards the sounds of the screams. Miroku takes to the roof tops as he prefers to not be seen. He finally makes it to the scene and is stunned by what he sees. The horrifying sight of Akihiko’s battered body hanging from that cross disgusted him. Miroku has never seen brutality at this level; he couldn’t believe his eyes. Even though Miroku never got to know this man, he did meet him before when the man apologized for Coran’s death, but for some reason Miroku was infuriated. Images of enemy after enemy played in his mind as he tried to pinpoint which monster could have done this.

Miroku: Who could it have been? Rey and his remaining Espada are all in Hueco Mundo so they are out of the question. Isao said Sengoku and his men made a hasty retreat so I doubt they would have the time for that. That leave that old guy I meet in Hueco Mundo, Takuma. But he even told me himself that his group wasn’t gonna act until the time was right… that time couldn’t have been just a few hours later. That doesn’t make sense!

Miroku continues to contemplate who could have done this but stops as he feels a familiar presence appear behind him. Miroku turns around and sees Bryce standing there.

Bryce: I see you’ve noticed that too.

Miroku: Yeah, any idea who might have done this?

Bryce: No clue, but I will tell you this… I’ve been gone from Soul Society for about as long as you have. The only difference between our two journeys is the fact that I just drifted out there on my own so I’ve seen a lot of things you haven’t. There are a lot of other groups out there that don’t agree with Soul Society and there are even some who side with them but choose to stay a separate syndicate.

Miroku: So Kuroheki and that Takuma guy’s group are not the only ones out there huh?

Bryce: Nope… wait who is Takuma?

Miroku: Long story, I’ll tell you at the briefing.

Bryce: Briefing? Sorry Miroku but I’m not coming back to your group.

Miroku: What? How come?

Bryce: Like I said earlier; I’m a drifter and at that time I felt it was best to affiliate myself with you guys at the time but in actuality I don’t do groups very well so I’m just gonna be on my own for a while. I hope that’s not a problem? (Bryce places his hand on his sword.)

Miroku: Calm down! It’s not like we have super strict rules or anything. It’s not like I’m gonna put you on a burn list or anything like that. Anyone is free to leave if they want.

Bryce: Oh good. To be honest with you I wasn’t that confident in fighting you without be badly injured so I’m glad leaving was that easy. Anyways I’ll keep my eyes open for any suspicious movements between any groups out there.

Miroku: Thanks, I guess I’ll see you whenever you happen to drift back our way. Good-bye for now.

Bryce vanishes as Miroku looks back towards Akihiko’s corpse and sees that they are taking his body down from the cross. Miroku also notices that the captains are all walking away from the area and sees Renee and Satoshi walking together.

Miroku: (sighs) I guess this wouldn’t be the right time to talk to her now. I need to get back to the hideout. (Miroku vanishes)

-Near the Noble Shihon Household-
The hideout is filled with silence as everyone seems to have their own issues to worry about. Ariza and Dori are sitting in the corner of the living room discussing something. Kuesu is seated at a table in the center of the room with her head down as she continues to think on the things that happened with Miroku and Takuma. Crow is sitting in an open window and appears to have a lot on his mind. No one knows what happened to Crow while he was by himself in Hueco Mundo but everyone can tell that something is bothering him. Shado stared at Crow from a distance as he almost bended into the shadow at the corner of the room near a window. Hidan sat on the floor near Kuesu as he writes down some info on an important experiment. For some reason, the amount of tension in the room was heavy. You couldn’t tell that this was actually a team if it had not been for the sun patterns on the back of their clothes. Aside from Ariza and Dori talking to one another, no one else appears to care that the others are even in the room. Ariza stops talking to Dori for a moment and looks up at every one, she’s obviously upset that everyone is so distant from each other at a time like this. Ariza couldn’t stand it; she doesn’t see a collective group of people, all she sees is a bunch of individuals who happen to be stuck in the same room with one another. Ariza quickly sprang up to fix the situation.

Ariza: Listen everyone…

Crow: Hold on! There’s no point in trying to get us to come together right now. It’s obvious that everyone has something on their mind so no one is gonna be able to focus on whatever you have to say. Just give us a minute then we’ll be ready.

Ariza was now red as her rage was ready to explode. Not only was she cut off but Crow was the on to do it. She wanted to ring his neck but this just wasn’t the time. Ariza knew that Crow made a good point. She too had something on her mind that she felt needed to be dealt with. Ariza scanned the room and saw the faces of everyone around her, their faces full of determination. Suddenly Ariza realized it; they are not isolating themselves from each other, they’re anxious to take care of these issues and won’t let anything detour their thoughts. Ariza was happy to see the determination in their faces. Suddenly the door at the end of the room opens and Miroku walks in, no one moves but they all focus on him as he gets ready to speak.

Miroku: What I have to say won’t take long so listen up. We are gonna split up into 4 teams. (Miroku turns to Hidan) Team one will be led by Hidan who will take Saito with him. I came across a horrifying scene in Soul Society and need you to go and get as much data as you can from the scene.

Hidan: What am I supposed to be looking for?

Miroku: A cross… Team two will be led by Kuesu. She will be accompanied with Shado, Toni and the others from Crow’s former group, and yes I’m bad with names so I don’t know them. Anyways I need you all to go to Soul Society and help Squad 4 in any way you can, understood?

Kuesu: Yep

Shado: Of course.

Miroku: Team 3 will be led by Ariza and she will be accompanied with Crow and Dori. I need you three to hunt down Sengoku’s remaining subordinates and get a fix on his location. I’ll be there shortly but I have to handle something else first.

Crow: So that means you’re “team 4”, right?

Miroku: Yeah, I’m searching for a certain member of Sengoku’s group and I’ll join up with you guys later.

Kuesu: Should you really be going by yourself? You haven’t even healed completely.

Miroku: I understand your concern but I’ll be fine. You guys just make sure you all stay safe. There’s some crazy things going on now and many new players joining in on this war. If they aren’t one of us and they’re not wearing a Soul Society uniform then they are the enemy. Attack first and ask questions later understood?

Everyone: Yes. (Everyone vanishes but Miroku)

Miroku: (sighes) Don’t worry Yari… I’m coming to get you!

Biren Shunpos into the meeting room to see it completly empty. He just gets an annoyed look on his face.

Biren: "Why the hell do these guys never wait to see if I'll be here or not." He walks around and then hits one of the walls, creating a large hole. "I guess i should go check on Rake." He shunpos out and heads to the squad 4 barracks.

Inside Daniel's inner world.

Daniel has been training relentlessly to mster his Zanpakuto and his powers. He is wore down and battered from the amount of trainning. He still has not found out the Zanpakuto's name.

Daniel: "Why are you so hard to figure out." HE walks over to where the old man is sitting.

Old man: He pours Daniel a cup. "IF it wasn't hard then my power would be weak and usless to you." He picks up his cup, lifts it, then drinks.

Daniel: Thinking to himself "there has to be something I am missing." He looks over to the zanpakuto spirit. "what can you tell me of the previous owner?"

The old man looks down: "He was much like you. Brash, reckless, gifted with great spirtual control, and.." He hesitates on his last words.

Daniel: He looks confused. "What has you stumped? You've never paused to anser any of my questions."

Old man: He looks up to Daniel. "The previous owner was your father." Daniel stands up quickly with shock in his eyes. "This is the reason why you were able to enter this world without me rejecting you. Because i felt your father's pressence."

Daniel: He looks as though he is about to puke. "So, he was the one who protected me that night. He sacrificed himself to save me." Daniel falls over with confusion. "Why did i never meet him before?"

Old Man: "Your father kept himself from you to keep you from the ever hungry eyes of hollows, and the threat of recruit meant to organizations with evil intents such as the dark lords."

Daniel: He gets back up and then thinks back to the night he talked to his father for the last time without knowing who he was. "I remember him telling me a group of words. It didn't make much sense at the time but now it does." He held up his sword. "I know your name now. It is.....

At soul society

Biren is still traveling along to the squad 4 barracks when he feels the air get dense. He then feels a rather amazing spiritual pressure building up.

Biren: He looks over to the cell blocks. "I didn't know we captured one of them. I thought we killed any enemy on sight given the chance." He looks back to the squad 4 barracks. "Rake first, then i'll investigate what that is." He continues on his path to Rake.

here you go.

OK, so I've got 2 posts beyond this before the next set of fights. Hopefully, I'll have them both up this weekend.

Acelin walked towards the 4th squad barracks. Both he and Ogodei had refused treatment due to the minor nature of their injuries, and he was still a little achy as a result. He rotated his right shoulder, trying to work out a kink that had formed there.

He was trying to find Nabimaru. Their captain didn’t even have the decency to come to them and tell them himself that Soul Society was to be evacuated. Ogodei had already worked with him to figure out how best to approach him, though knowing Nabimaru, it would be difficult to get through to him. While Ogodei was certainly well versed in strategy, he wasn’t likely to get past a decision of the Captain Commanders.

When he arrived, he asked the first soul reaper he saw to show him to Nabimaru’s room. The 4th squad was a mess, and the act of transporting people out made it even more so. Soul reapers were running every dimension, escorting the wounded.

When he arrived at the cramped room, unfurnished room, Nabimaru was sitting cross-legged on the floor. He looked up upon his arrival.

Nabimaru: Acelin, what are you doing here? You’ve been given a direct order to evacuate, have you not?

Acelin cleared his throat: Sir, I have, but I would be remised if I did not come to you first.

Nabimaru raised an eyebrow: So you think this evacuation is foolish as well?

Acelin: Not quite, sir. Ogodei and I believe we must all evacuate, including the captains and Isao.

Nabimaru looked outraged: You’re even more foolish than Isao is! You want to leave Soul Society unguarded? Ridiculous!

Acelin: Sir, please. Soul Society is in ruins, and we are still trying to defend it. Our people are injured, and even the captains will not be able to fight at their maximum if we are attacked very soon. How many lives must we sacrifice before you realize it is not worth the deaths to defend this rubble? With so many dead-

Nabimaru stood: And you’d “honor” those deaths with by giving up the home they died for?

It was Acelin’s turn to get angry. He was shocked at this callousness.

Acelin: They died so that we could live! What honor is there in dying for our home that home is little more than broken stones and destroyed lives?

Nabimaru: These structures can and will be rebuilt! Soul Society must stand as a place of strength and resilience! To lose it would be the end of our purpose, the end of our meaning! You wouldn’t understand.

Acelin: What is it that I do not understand, SIR? Is it your willingness to run into the jaws of death so willingly, or your absurd resolve to prop up a dead city? We can relocate, we can rebuild elsewhere, we can still be strong! You can’t fight them like this, you will be fighting on their terms! You’re going to sacrifice yourselves, our best and most important defense, for a pile of spirit particles?

Nabimaru: And we’ll win, no matter what the cost, even if Isao doesn’t want to commit all of our resources to doing so! You’re a fool, Acelin. You’ll never understand.

Acelin turned to leave as Nabimaru settled into his seated position. At the doorway, he put his hand on the frame turned around just enough so that he could look back at him out of the corner of his eye. He looked determined. He walked out, roughly closing the door behind him.

Acelin was furious with Nabimaru as he walked back, raging to himself. He is a relic! He cares more about these ruins than he does about lives! They all do!

When he reached Ogodei, he found him sitting on a fallen pillar, looking up at the sky, lost in thought. Ogodei had been right – they couldn’t be made to listen to reason. He looked over at Acelin oddly, tilting his head. He knew, just from looking at him.

Ogodei spoke in their secret language. It was the only way he could be fluent in conversation.

Ogodei: We’re leaving, then?

Acelin: Yes. There is no future for us here.

Ogodei: Let’s go to the north gate. We’ll send up the signal there.

When they arrived at the north gate, the area had been cleared of guards. Acelin sent up a shot of energy, creating a burst of light. No one in Soul Society would notice, they were all too busy to care. They sat and waited for a few moments before the gate started creaking. A hand shot under it and threw it up, opening it to its full length in one heave. Takuma stood underneath it, smile on his face.

Takuma: Well, I see you’ve decided.

Acelin: We have. This place holds no meaning for us anymore.

Takuma: You’re both still rough, but I’ll make you both powerful enough that these fools will regret whatever decision brought this about.

As the door started closing slowly, Takuma turned around and began walking away. Ogodei looked somewhat uncertain, looking behind him to the ruins of the 9th squad barracks, but he plodded after him. The decision had been made. Acelin didn’t even spare a look. They had never recognized his greatness. It was about time someone did.

-At A Hospital In Human World-

Jade is sleeping on her bed as she is hooked up to many machines. The regular beep of her heart monitor, drips of her IV, and inflation and deflation of her ventilator are the only noises to be heard. An old bald doctor walks in to the room carrying an envelope.

Doctor: Miss...Miss Jade...Miss...

The doctor taps on Jade's shoulder lightly and she begins to stir a little and opens her eyes.

Jade: Yes Doctor?

Doctor: First is the good news. It seems we have cured this sickness you had and once you recover from the surgery you can go home.

Jade: That's Great (Jade speaks with a winded and weak voice)

Doctor: Indeed it is. Also the nurses found this envelope on their desk. It has your name on it so someone probably left it for you. (The doctor hands her the envelope) I have to get to some of my other patients now. Just let the nurses know if you need anything and get some rest.

Jade:(Without taking her eyes off the envelope) Thank You...

For hours after the doctor left the room Jade stared at the envelope. She was sure it was a letter from her brother letting her know where he was. She wasn't sure how should feel about this. Joshua promised he would be back a long time ago and he has not even called to check on her in weeks. She was glad he sent her something but was furious that it took so long for him to do it. Finally she worked up the energy to open the envelope and pull out the letter. When she pulled it out she was surprised that there was only one page to the letter. Joshua never was short on words when telling her where he was and how he was doing. She always thought it was because he didn't want to leave any small detail for her to worry about. When she unfolded the letter she was even more surprised to see that there was only a single paragraph of text written. The letter said

"Dear Jade: This is hard to say and I wish i could do it in person. Sadly the situation here is one that demands all of my time and i didn't want to make you wait and wonder. This letter is not being written by Joshua. I am a friend of his named Crow Hakaba. We met not too long ago and were working together to help people. On our last mission Joshua sacrificed him self to save my friends and I. He wanted me to tell you that he was truly sorry that he couldn't continue keeping his promises. I am sorry I do not able to explain more in this letter but its hard for me to even write this. I am so sorry. Sincerely Crow Hakaba"

Jade began tearing up half way through the paragraph and was reduced to silent cries by the end. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she tried to scream but barley was able to manage a croak. For hours she was like this. Just crying without making a sound. Nurses came in occasionally to check on her but were greeted only with incoherent cries. The only message Jade could get across to them was to leave her alone. Finally she was able to stop crying and lay back in her bed. Tears still came out but there were no sobs almost no motion. When she went to wipe some of the tears away the envelope shifted and one of Josh's cross ear rings fell out. She paused for a second as she picked it up clutching the Cross with all her strength fighting back the urge to scream.

???: What seems to be the problem my daughter?

Jade looks over to the door to see a man standing there. He was wearing a priest collar with long robes and a thick gold necklace with a elaborate cross the roughly the size of a hand hanging just above his stomach. He is holding a thick black book under his right arm.

Jade: Father Benedick...My....m..m..My brother Josh has passed. (Just as she uttered the last word she busted out in tears)

Father Benedick: There there there my child. It will be okay. Your brother died for a noble cause. Ridding the world of vile demons.

Jade: Really...How do you know.

Father Benedick: The lord has shown it to me. That is why i came here today. I wish to help you through these troubling times. And when your better have you help me finish your brothers work.

Jade: Finish?

Father Benedick: Yes finish. His life was cut short by the demons he was fighting. He could have lived if he was not too busy protecting corrupted souls.

Jade: What do you mean?

Father Benedick: My dear. Ill explain it all when your feeling better. The real question is are you willing to accept the lords word?

Jade:(Jade opens her hand and looks at Josh's Cross then looks Father Benedick in the eyes) Yes. Yes Father I am willing.

Father Benedick: Amen. (Father Benedick closes Jade's hand around the cross with his and His cross begins to glow at the same time as Josh's cross filling the entire room with light)

-In the Soul Society-

Soul reapers are rushing all over the place. Many are helping injured to and then from the 4th squad barracks. Kichigai is walking over to his research lab muttering to him self.

Kichigai:..be damned if I let this experiment go. Too much value...You three there (Kichigai gestures to three shinigami who look to be in good health) Move that rubble and be careful of the equipment underneath. If you damage it any more than it has been ill kill all of three of you.

3 Shinigami in unison: YES SIR!

After a couple hours of them digging and Kichigai yelling at them when they come close to dropping rubble on some lab equipment a bloody body bag is visible.

Kichigai: Thats enough. You two goons and your leader fumbles McStupid cannot handle such a delicate task. Go get some of my 12th squad men immediatly. Just after the three runn off Kichigai jumps down and starts gathering some vials of different colord fluid and blueprints. The vials are some how not crushed and the bluprints are ledgable but tattered.

Kichigai: This will have to do. Im sure i can fill in the blanks from here (He sais as he looks at the salvaged equiptment.)

He then leans over the body bag and unzips it showing a bloody face of a young man wearing one cross shaped ear ring.

Kichigai: This experiment will not go to waste.

Post #2, and the most important in my series of posts.

It took days to evacuate Soul Society. Even the buildings close to the city itself in the Rukongai were evacuated out of fear for collateral damage. Three hospitals had been chosen in the human world, each with a large number of beds and a nearby apartment building. Hospitals were cleared of all current patients who didn’t immediately need treatment to make room for the soul reapers. They normally did not want to get so involved in the human world, but they desperately needed to treat everyone. They even kept human doctors on staff to make up for a lack of people to treat the masses in need.

Isao got reports of this each day, and the latest report had come to him just a few minutes ago. He was almost back in fighting form, so he had begun training again. It was amazing how easy that for him now, knowing what was ahead. The world around him was crumbling, and yet he felt somehow at peace. All of the captains in Soul Society had been training themselves as well, in their own ways.

All except for Renee. She had pursued him doggedly over the last several days, trying to engage him. He knew she suspected what was happening, but he couldn’t find the words to talk to her. She wouldn’t accept his decision lightly. She was a big proponent of duty and the importance of protecting Soul Society. He would have to be prepared for her.

He flowed from stance to stance, making the motions with an invisible blade. Each step was certain, each firm and solid. If he was going to beat Rey, he would have to be decisive. He would have to end it quickly.

Renee: I’ve found you once again.

Isao’s moves went uninterrupted. He sensed her coming.

Renee: Are you going to keep avoiding me, or are we going to have a chat?

Isao played coy: About what, Renee?

Renee: Don’t be cute, this isn’t the time. You’re planning to face him head on, aren’t you?

Isao felt a new weight slide onto him. Even though he was nearly certain she knew beforehand, it has still disheartening to hear those words. That certainty caused him to choke on his words.

Renee: Don’t feel that you can ignore me. You have a duty to these people here. Are you going to abandon them to Kuroheki while rushing off to your own death?

Isao still couldn’t speak. The words caught in his throat.

Renee: This is just like that night…

Isao remembered back to the night where he was planning on breaking Miroku out of prison. It had been a difficult decision then, too, but no less certain. The words welled up in Isao, as he stopped his motions and turned to face Renee.

Isao: What do you want me to say, Renee? I don’t have to remind you that things are bad. We all know things are bad. It’s a war. Everyone’s been injured at least once, some seriously, and even those who haven’t are afraid of what’s to come. Powerful opponents are everywhere, and they all have it out for us; the world is crumbling around us; the citizens of Rukongai cower in their homes; no one is safe, and there's nobody here who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it.

Renee looked on in some shock as Isao continued. The words poured out of him in a torrent.

Isao: We know the air stinks of blood, present and future, and our resources are running thin, that’s part of why I sent all the squads away. And yet, each report from the human world brings another list of fifteen deaths and sixty-three critical cases, as if that’s all that’s left to us! We all know things are bad - worse than bad - they're crazy.

Renee seemed to have taken his place in stunned silence. All she could do was listen.

Isao: It's like the world around us is suddenly going crazy, so we sit and defend here, pledging never to go out any more until the threat is past. We sit inside these fragile walls, and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, "Please, at least keep the structure we’ve built here alive! Let me have that promise that Soul Society will always be there as the protector, as the savior of this world, and anything and anyone else is subservient to that. Just leave that image alone."

He paused, breathing heavily. He had hardly stopped to breathe as that flood of words flowed out of his mouth. He couldn’t even tell that he had practically been yelling them.

Isao: Well, I'm not going to leave the rest of the world to its fate. I’m not going to let the people who would become victims die in order to save this ridiculous image of strength. I won’t let her die, I won’t let any of them die!

A look of concern came into Renee’s eyes at that.

Isao: I don't want you to believe everything will be alright. I don't want you to treat this lightly. I don't want you to pretend that I’ve made the right decision, because I don’t know if it’s right. I don't know what to do about Kuroheki and the Espada and whatever new threats may come. All I know is that this is something I have to do. I’ve sat back my entire life and let life happen around me for the sake of this place, I won’t let that cost anymore lives. She’s a soul reaper, goddammit! Her life has value, value that can’t be subverted to this place!

There was another small stop in his words. He took a deep breath.

Isao: So, I want you to protect this place, Renee. I want all of you to fight to keep this place alive. I’m the only one who can take on Rey, but you all can succeed where I failed with Sengoku. You may call me derelict in my duties, but I’m not going to take this anymore. I’m not going to let Rey run the show while we hole up here.

When his speech ended, there was dead silence for 5 minutes. No one spoke, they just stared at each other.

Renee: Mine always said you were crazy. Tell me – what did she say to you in there?

Isao: She said I shouldn’t go in without a plan.

Renee: Do you have one?

Isao: Of course not. Running in and taking him on directly was the only plan there ever was. It’s what he wants me to do, and I’ll oblige him.

Renee: Do you really think you can save her?

Isao paused at that. There was a grim look in his eyes.

Isao: I hope and pray that I can. If nothing else, I can prevent her fate from lacking any value. I will stop Rey, no matter what it takes.

Renee whistled: Well, how can I stand in the way of that resolve?

Isao smiled at her, turning to walk away. Renee put a hand on his shoulder.

Renee: I’m sure Mine is proud. She chose the best man for the job. Give him hell.

Isao put his hand on hers, not saying a word. He began slowly walking towards the fourth squad barracks, keeping his eyes skyward as he walked. He was fully prepared for what was coming now.

He's another post to help set some more things up!


-Inside a hospital in the real world-
Yasashiku was working like a dog as she has not gotten any sleep over the past few days. The rooms were all filled with injured soul reapers and she has been working none stop. Thankfully her stress has diminished a bit with the arrival of a few members from the Rising Suns. She was very grateful for having Kuesu there as she considered her to be on even par with herself when it comes to heal capabilities. The stress was starting to get to her but the stress was not caused by helping the injured, there was another problem that suddenly risen out of nowhere. Yasashiku stopped for a moment as she hears hard footsteps running up towards her and sees a young woman from her squad sprinting to her.

Soul Reaper: Captain, captain! I have more names!

Yasashiku: More name!?

The young woman handed her a black folder and she quickly opened it. She was horrified by the large number of names on the papers inside. A look of confusion fell upon her face as she couldn’t wrap her mind around whatever could possibly be happening now.

Yasashiku: So none of these people have been accounted for?

Soul Reaper: No mam, none of them have and they were all confirmed to be alive before we started the evacuation.

Yasashiku: Is it possible that they got lost during it?

Soul Reaper: We thought the same thing so we went to Squad 12 to see if we could find any of their spirit energies on the radar but we got nothing. Even if someone had killed them, we would still have a tiny amount of their energy on radar so we have no idea what’s going on.

Yasashiku: (sighs) It’s always something.

-Back near Soul Society-
A large group of soul reapers are walking out of Soul Society towards an outpost in the Roukon District; the soul reapers are all quiet and appear to be a bit tired as they walk. They all stop walking as they see a soul reaper in the distance sitting near a large tree by the road side. As they walk up to him, they start to hear him mumble something.

The sitting soul reaper: This isn’t enough! I need more! More! More!

The apparent leader of the group walks up to him to see if he’s alright, but just as he kneels down to check on him the sitting soul reaper thrust his arm through the man’s chest. All the other’s look in horror as blood flows out of their leader’s mouth. Suddenly the sitting soul reaper starts to glow in an ominous black aura that engulfs both him and their leader. The black aura subsides and there leader is the only one standing there. The others are silent; they don’t know what to say and can’t understand what just happened. The leader lifts his head to stare at the others but his eyes are pitch black now and he slowly walks towards them.

Leader: Still not enough!

Soul Reaper: Who are you!

Leader: My name is Omen and I’m an arrancar!

Soul Reapers: Arrancar! (they all draw their swords and are ready for battle.)

Omen: Don’t waste your time. I’ve already consumed a large amount of soul reapers as it is so my current power is far greater than yours. Now before I consume you all I would like to ask you something…Where can I find a person that you all refer to as a Captain?

Soul Reaper: A captian? Even if we knew where one was we wouldn’t tell you.

Omen: (sighs) That’s a shame.

Omen quickly charges towards them all and a black aura completely fills the area and later dissipates. Omen now has the body of a young olive complexioned woman with blonde hair and is stand in the middle of the road.

Omen: (sighs) No strong ones in this group either. I still don’t have enough power yet to steal a captain’s body. I guess I need to look for some more stragglers.

Alright, so here's the final post of the group. Did I say the second one was the more important one? Because that was a filthy, filthy lie.

Titus was among the Soul Reapers who could not be moved. He had taken more damage and survived than practically anyone, though he refused to wake up. Perhaps that was for the best – what lay in that latent mind was a horror filled nightmare. Physical injury was something he could take in spades, having to watch Hideaki die for him was too much for him.

That didn’t prevent thoughts from invading his subconscious state, though. The scenes of the fight replayed over and over in his head. The few 4th squad members left to watch over him and the other remaining patients were confused by the constant twitching of his closed eyes.

As each scene replayed in his mind, he felt more and more certain of his culpability. He had killed Hideaki. Their opponent Tommy felt so insignificant by comparison. He knew it must have been Isao’s ability, but he knew just as well that he should have been the one to die.

The scene replayed again and again. He could see Hideaki melting into that horrible metallic puddle over and over again. He couldn’t close his eyes to the images in his head, screaming out in that world inside his head. Suddenly, the image changed. 10 strings extruded from it, seeming to work hard at pulling something out of the liquid. A form came out of the liquid, standing. It was female in figure, though pieces were missing; specifically, almost the entire left half of her body. The right half was bruised and battered, and blood ran down her remaining frame. Her face was mostly shadowed.

???: Are you done hiding in here?

Titus: What the hell are you talking about? I wish I could get out! I wish I could end all of this!

The figure hobbled forward slightly. Her face came into view, though it took Titus a moment to recognize her.

Clotho.

Titus: How the hell are you still alive!?

Clotho: Why do you relegate yourself to this nightmare?

Titus: Tell me! How did you get here? Is Chiyo still-

Clotho: She’s dead. My grip on the physical world has long since faded, but I have managed to keep a piece of myself attached to that blade of hers in your robes.

Titus was surprised. He hadn’t even remembered that the blade was there. He thought it had long since dispersed into nothing but spirit particles.

Titus: And what? Have you come to tell me that life is worth living? That I shouldn’t give up?

Clotho: What do I care about what you do with your life? We Fates know all too well that lives are fleeting. Yours, however, isn’t over. Chiyo refused to finish her life’s work, you’ll have to finish it for her.

Titus: What the hell are you talking about?

Clotho: That blade is more than just…

Her form began to sag and her eyes went blank. The strands coming off her fingers were disappearing quickly into the surroundings. Her body seemed to be falling apart on her.

Titus: Clotho! CLOTHO!

The sight came back into her eyes, though her body continued to deteriorate. The process was moving faster by the second.

Clotho: There’s no time. Follow Isao through the Senkai gate when you awake…take it with you…

Titus: Clotho!

Clotho: Don’t worry…you’ll join your friend soon enough if you do this…so much depends on…

The remainder of her body vanished. She was gone.

Titus was confused. Why did Chiyo get this blade in the first place? What was he supposed to do with it? He tried to force himself to wake up, but his body wouldn’t allow it. Images of Hideaki’s death still echoed in his head, but his focus had turned away from them. He would join him soon, but this was more important now.


(The sands of Hueco Mundo)

Endless running. This unbroken, desolate landscape hid so many terrors that she had lost track of the amount of times she’d been in mortal danger. Her breathing rasped as she ran. She had long since run out of stamina, but plodded on anyway, fear of the death that stalked her at every turn. Today wasn’t her day.

Hueco Mundo was a place of horrors for the weak. Hollows around every corner sought to destroy each other to enhance their strength. It was a living nightmare.

Today’s potential massacre was at the hands of a small group of arrancar, 3 of them. She had been able to keep most low level hollows at bay due to her looking like an arrancar herself, but the ragged clothing that covered her small form belayed her lack of power. She was at the bottom of the food chain. These arrancar had recognized that immediately, now they were just toying with her.

She hadn’t even noticed where she had been running towards. Every step felt like her last. Eventually, she would have to stop. She just had to hope that what had happened so many times before happened again: some stronger hollow would show up and they would forget about her. It looked impossible now. This would be the end.

She suddenly tripped over a rock hidden just underneath a dune. That was it for her. She had nothing left to keep running, and that meant even less to stand with. She could feel herself collapsing under the weight of the energies coming towards her. She could barely keep her eyes open, she was so tired. It pained her all the more to think that her life was coming to an end, and she could hardly even stay awake to see it happen.

The three hollows came and stood around her, equal space between them. Two of them were female, and the third male. Each had the look of a different kind of snake to them, the two women looking like an adder and rattlesnake, and the male looking like a cobra, hood and all. She couldn’t hear their words.

Female #1: She’s weak, she’s hardly enough for any one of usssss!

Female #2: And you think she’sssss yoursssss? Ridiculousssss!

Male: You’re both undesssserving of thissss morssssel! She’sssss mine!

They wrestled for a short period over her before the first woman won out. She opened her jaws wide, preparing to swallow her whole. Suddenly, a blast echoed in the distance. All three of them looked up just in time to be engulfed in a stream of black energy. The upper halves of their bodies were immediately vaporized, while the lower halves fell to the ground, quickly dispersing.

???: Damn, all of this power has become too unstable. I can hardly control it!

???: Really? All of those times you’ve blown holes in the roof…

???: SILENCE! You just can’t stand that I’m so much stronger than you Gekkido!

Gekkido: Yeah, that’s not overcompensating, not at all…

???: I SAID SILENCE!

He slammed the butt of his spear into the ground, sending up a tremendous blast of black lightning into the air. He looked chagrined by it.

Gekkido: What was that about…

???: SHUT UP!

It was only then that she realized what had happened. She’d run very close to Las Noches! These were two of the Espada!

Gekkido: Rey, what sh-

Rey: What was THAT?!

Gekkido sighed, speaking in bored monotone: Great Espada Rey, Lord of Las Noches, what should we do with this girl?

Rey came over, examining her. He rubbed his chin, and then turned around walking away. Gekkido’s shock over that act subsided slowly, and he jogged after him.

Gekkido: What? That was a perfectly good arrancar back there!

Rey: She’s not worth it. Perhaps she’ll become something with time, but she’s hardly worth the trouble now.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, Gekkido nearly running into him. He turned around, cupping his hands around his mouth.

Rey: HEY! You become something worthwhile! Get your own pride!

He nodded, then turned around and kept walking. Gekkido mumbled something about how he saved her by accident, and then Rey slammed him on the head with the butt of his spear. Gekkido went down in a heap, muttering more quietly as he stood slowly, rubbing the spot.

The girl lay falling asleep, once again exposed to the dangers of the world without any defense, but for some reason, a smile was on her face. She was saved once again, but this was different. She had seen true power, she had seen the best! No one could push Rey around, he could destroy this entire landscape with little more than a thought! One day, she would be untouchable like him! One day, her name would be as widely known as his! Hollows would cower in fear of her, and this landscape would feel like little more than her plaything! They would all know the name… Pandora!

Alright, so it's time to get things started. Going to kick off the entrance into Hueco Mundo starting...NOW!

Isao stood in the remains of his office, looking out at what little remained of the Soul Society he had fought to protect. While his face revealed little about his mindset, his eyes spoke volumes. An obvious sadness was there, but 2 other feelings accompanied it. An acknowledgement was there, of his own limitations, of what he lacked. The man who had been viewed as almost godly in power, a man who had often thought of himself that way, had now come to terms with the failures of his past.
There was also a determination in that gaze of his. That was, perhaps the strongest of his feelings. A determination and a certainty of a destiny he had set, a destiny he would follow to the end.
???: So, I see you’re not going to change your mind. I had hoped you would reconsider.
Isao didn’t turn around. He had heard Odin’s voice so often that knowing his projection was at the smoldering doorway did little to faze him.
Isao: I can’t run from this anymore. I can’t hide behind these walls and think that’s enough.
Odin: So you’ll leave the people here to their own devices then, and hope they survive?
Isao closed his eyes: They’re strong, Odin. Psychologically, physically…they won’t let this place fall. All of these buildings could crumble to nothing, but their energy will never flag.
Odin: You’ll sacrifice yourself for the sake of one while the many will die here. Is that your “wise” decision?
Isao: I’m not doing this just for her. Rey is becoming more dangerous than ever. If I leave him as is, he’ll become too strong for anyone to stop.
Odin raised an eyebrow: And you think you can now? You’ve felt his energy, that monster has eclipsed you.
Isao: If you had wanted to stop me, you would have attempted to before.
Odin sighed: My desire means little. You’re too damn stubborn to convince, especially with things as they are now. I’ve materialized because, if nothing else, I want you to be certain that I will fight at my best with you, Isao.
Isao: You’ll fight for my fool’s enterprise?
Odin smirked: I’d fight for this fool any day. I’ll fight for the man standing before me to the last breath.
Isao smiled: I never doubted you would.
Isao turned back away from Odin, looking once more towards the ruins of his home.
Isao: I’ll do whatever it takes.
???: And so will I.
Isao spun around quickly. Odin had disappeared, and Satoshi now stood in his place. He had just walked in, but he had heard the whole conversation.
Isao: This isn’t your burden to bear, Satoshi. I won’t let anyone else suffer for my failures, least of all you.
Satoshi: Suffer? Some people don’t have a choice of where they meet their destiny, I want to choose mine.
Isao was surprised momentarily by how similar those words sounded to his own.
Isao: This isn’t negotiable, Satoshi. This isn’t your debt to pay.
Satoshi: And you think I’ll let you pay that debt alone? All of us are equally responsible for what happened. Boa was captured under my watch.
Isao: How did you know?...That doesn’t matter! I told you-
Satoshi interrupted: And I told YOU, I won’t let you bear the burden alone. Unless you want to waste your time fighting me now, you’re not leaving without me.
Isao sighed in resignation: Very well, but if you’re going to come, you’ll do as I say.
Satoshi smirked: Yes, Captain Commander.
Isao smiled in spite of himself, opening up the Senkai gate in front of him.
As he stepped into the Senkai gate, allowing the white glow inside to wash over him, he was consumed with memories. There stood a young man entering the shinigami academy for the first time. His world was still so limited, his destiny uncertain. The same young man now stood before Odin, victorious in his battle for control over his blade. Had he always looked so idealistic, so endlessly capable?
The same young man suddenly morphed into a new shinigami, joining the 11th squad as a vice captain. He was the first to do so well just out of the academy. He stood in a room full of people, all of whom were holding bandages to various parts of their bodies. Even the man in a captain’s uniform held a scowl as he held a pack of ice to his jaw. Disbelief conquered the room.
The images banished from his thoughts as he stepped out into the sands of Hueco Mundo. Uproar sounded from all directions as hollow of every shape and size within miles sensed his arrival. The thunder of their massed movements shook the ground, though Isao could not see a single one.
Satoshi stood behind him, gripping the handle of his zanpakuto tightly, shooting nervous glances in every direction. Isao put his hand on top of his, trying to calm him.
Isao: Stay here and guard this gate, it needs to remain open for our escape.
Satoshi: I thought you weren’t going to come back from this.
Isao: I sure as hell am not planning on dying if I can avoid it. Most of the hollow coming toward us now are going to follow me, you can take care of the rest.
Satoshi: I already told you-
Isao: You said you’d follow my orders. Rey is my burden. This is yours.
Satoshi looked frustrated, but planted his feet. Isao nodded to him, trying to look confident that he’d see him again. He knew there was little chance. He turned away, still resolute in his decision.
Isao drew out his axe, hefting it in his grip. It felt so much lighter now, somehow. Had it always been this light? He peered ahead, noting the appearance a massive hollow in the distance, something he’d only heard rumor of. The size of it was gigantic; it looked to be an amalgamation of innumerable small hollow who could not survive on their own in the presence of the massive power of Rey that was ahead. It was still a good distance away.
He pushed forward at a jogging pace. The rumbling followed him, becoming stronger with each step. Hollow began to appear all around him, most of them weak enough that they were destroyed merely by Isao’s proximity. Others were chopped in half instantly.
After several minutes, a huge wave of more powerful hollow appeared over the horizon, the large one in their wake. Isao closed his eyes, turning his axe around and upside down so that the blade faced outward, then throwing it up high into the air. He reached out to his sides, pulling out a long chain connected to 2 large half moon blades and swinging it over his head. The blades lunged out at the crowd, destroying several with each sweep. Isao shifted the weapons to a single hand, putting his other hand out in front of him and letting fly with innumerable kido targeted at random points in the crowd. Still, the crowd pressed forward.
Isao turned to face the large hollow, lowering his hand. The massive thing opened its mouth, forming a tremendous cero at point blank range, only to have Isao’s axe plunge downward and cutting open a large portion of its lower lip, it screamed as it lunged at him, intending to engulf him in its mouth before unleashing the cero. Isao stepped forward, kicking the axe at the back of the blade and sending it straight through the hollow’s head, unleashing a gigantic wave of energy that cleaved the thing in half. As the halves fell apart, innumerable arms sprouted out of it, reaching out for Isao.
Isao jumped into the air, following his axe. He grabbed ahold of it, and shouted out the commands for Bifrost and Yggdrasil to appear. He mouthed “bankai,” and the sands around him seemed to melt and freeze all at once in the landscape morphed from the power of it. The tremendous hammer from Yggdrasil seemed to appear in his hands all at once, and as he rose further into the air, he rotated it around his head, forming a massive circular shockwave with each pass. He then pushed it and himself downward with all his might, crushing the wave of arms beneath him as the earth beneath him flattened from the force of his crash.
He stood on a pile of hollow corpses. As far as he could see in every direction were dead and dying hollows, with only a few arrancar still standing despite numerous injuries. None would come near him as he again began to surge forward again, every step changing the desert landscape to heat-cracked earth as a frosty storm brewed above him. Isao breathed heavily as more flashes of memories overtook him.
A slightly older man was being given a captain’s cloak. The number 11 was emblazoned on the back. A much older woman smiled as she presided over the scene, watching as the three captains bestowed it with praise upon him. She was not alone in her spectating, as Sengoku watched from a hidden corner of the room. Malice adorned his eyes even then as he watched his friend achieve what he had believed he rightly deserved.
A much older looking man was handed the Captain Commander’s uniform. The mood in the room was much more somber; everyone appeared to be in mourning. The man was only a few years older, yet he appeared to have aged well over a decade. Loss had done more than time ever could.
The other captains in the room looked at him with promise and uncertainty. They saw promise in his abilities, saw him as their remaining ray of hope. He had always thought the uncertainty was about his ability to handle the job. Had it been so simple? Was that all they had been uncertain about?
He was haunted by the memories of things he couldn’t do. He couldn’t tell Miroku that he had planned to break him out. He couldn’t keep one of his closest friends from abandoning the place he loved. He couldn’t keep his brother from leaving either, nor all the others. He couldn’t save Kaori. He couldn’t save Oasis. He couldn’t save Ayano. He couldn’t save Moriko. He couldn’t save Mine. God knew who else he had sacrificed, or who else he might.
He refused to continue on his path of failure. No matter what awaited him at the end, it was not worth the bodies and blood he’d have to wade through in order to get there. Peace was worthless if he was the only one alive to see it. A new path lay ahead of him, and his resolve was renewed. He would ensure that the only life that he’d risk was his own, and the only peace that he’d bring was to those he cared for. And he’d start by getting her back.

And that's post #1 of 3.

I was rereading my recent post and the name Malum started to piss me off so I renamed him Omen! I like Omen a lot more.

Heh, alright, I like that name more too.

Alright I guess ill kick some things into gear...Also during parts of this idk if i said the character had to say his attack before using it (like default anime style for attacks) but just for the sake of not typing the same thing repeatdly im not doing that. If you are wondering what abilities are being used when just go to the second page of the character forum and look at them. They are pretty easy to figure out.
-In Hueco Mundo-

Satoshi is watching Isao fade into the distance and into the wave of hallow attacking him. He can feel the presence of many hallow fading rapidly as he watches Isao hack his way thorough the endless adversaries. Though Isao looks like nothing more than a tiny white dot in a sea of flowing black forms Satoshi can see his movements clearly. Hes spent enough time with Isao over his life to be able to know what he is doing just by the fluctuation in his spirital pressure. Satoshi realizes that he has been staring at this image for longer than just the time its been since they entered Hueco Mundo. He has always been standing behind Isao's back as he lead the Soul Society through dark time. To Satoshi Isao was probably the only light in the darkness. Closing his eyes Satoshi cemets the imgae of Isao standing before him leading the way. He refused to let any future events or images taint this one. This image would be Satoshi's guiding light.

-Las Noches-

Rey and Gekido are wandering the castle as Rey rambles on about his grand plan. Gekido is not paying any attention and seems to be more enthused in the changing patterins on the tiles of the floor than Reys endless bragging of his superior power and perfect plan.

Rey:....You Agree?

Gekido: What ever you say old man.

Rey: Watch that mouth of yours or you may find your self without it.

Gekido: Who the fu...

Suddenly Rey and Gekido feel the presence of Satoshi and Isao entering their domain. Rey closes his eyes and smiles

Rey: Looks like we have company. Maybe we should go greet them.

Gekido: Ill be damned if I walk my ass out there we just got back from some pointless stroll arround the sands,

Rey: Hmmm it seems like i wont be needing to go greet them. That old fool is coming directly too me. I wonder if he believes he can stand a chance at challenging my power.

Gekido: This will make for a fun fight.

Rey: This fight is mine. If you think you are going to be in it then maybe i should kill you now...It seems that one stayed behind. You can deal with him if you wish.

Gekido: As you wish (muttering to him self) You bastard.

Rey: What was that?

Gekido: (In a monotone voice) Nothing Lord Rey Supreme Over Lord of Hueco Mundo. Soon to be King of the world...(Gekido vanishes)

-Hueco Mundo-

Isao is finishing up with the last wave of hallow as he suddenly feels a presence rushing in his direction. It was confusing. One second the presence is greater than the average captain then the next it almost canishes from existance. At the last second he parries a jagged and chiped blade as Gekido flips over him and continues to Satoshi's location. Isao almost turns arround to chase the arrancar but decideds against it.

Isao: Becareful Satoshi. There is something strange about that opponet.

Satoshi is just starting to relax figuring that he wouldnt be pestered by too many hallow that required him to be on full guard. Suddenly a presence of an arrancar hits him like a ton of bricks. Satoshi stumbles backwords from the shere shock of something so powerful suddenly coming into existance. He was dazed but he catches something shine out of the corner of his eye. Satoshi immediatly draws his zanpakuto as fast as he could striking towards the incoming attack as hard as he could to avoid being stricken. Just before the blades connect the presence all but dissappears. Satoshi strikes the blade away like it was swong by a child. Gekido goes sliding across the sand for several feet.

Gekido: Your a quick little runt arnt you.

Satoshi looks over at Gekido and takes note of his slender body and beaten up blade.

Satoshi: Your the one calling me a runt. I guess its all a matter of perspective.

Gekido: Im suprised that that Captain commander of yours would bring someone so weak for back up. He didnt even have the curtoscy to bring a captain. Or maybe we just have killed enough of them that none were brave enough to come back.

Satoshi: (Images of Zane flash before his eyes along with ones of other injured captains. He clenctches tightly on his zanpakuto) Every one of them would be more than willing to come and kill all of you espada.

Gekido: Then where is your army of captains to back up that old piece of shit?

Satoshi: (His anger rising) They know that Isao is more than enough to take out Rey. And im more than enough to take out any of the remaining Espada.

Gekido: Gotta love the cocky pup with his nose up a bigger dogs ass.

Satoshi: (Sighs) Ill give you this last chance to flee. My job isnt to kill you. It is to hold this gate open. If you leave now you can probably grab the throne after Rey dies.

Gekido: Fuck you. That bastard Rey has keep me out of every fight up untill now. It makes my blood boil. Im going to Kill you and paint the sands red with your blood.

Gekido drops his blade and charges forward while preparing a bala.

Satoshi:(Closes his eyes) Then so be it. (sharply opening his eyes with pure determination) Keep Calm Storms Eye. (Satoshi's zanpakuto transforms into a kodachi with a spiral looking guard and bright blue handle)

Satoshi immediatly releses the barrier of wind behind him and jumps forward closing the 20 foot distance in the bling of an eye. Gekido tries to shift his weight back but is in mid air and can only move margionaly. Gekido's right hand is also in the proscess of punching forward and releasing his bala. Satoshi comes in and up from under Gekidos extended arm and slashes outward giving Gekido a small gash on the righ side of his chess. Gekido flies back a few feet landing next to his blade. Gritting his teeth he picks up his blade and starts swinging wildly at Satoshi. Just before the blade would hit Satoshi it would slow down and Satoshi would suddenly appear a few inches away from where he origionaly was. Gekido jumps up and slashes down and Satoshi shifts over to the right just as Gekido fires a bala from his left hand as he punches Satoshi in the face. Satoshi flies and toumbles across the sand. His face bloody as he finaly comes to the stop in the side of a sand dune. Struggling to get to his feet Satoshi is unable to keep Gekido in his sight or keep track of him by sencing his spirital pressure. Gekido is moving randomly but still coming closer to Satoshi. Suddenly he appears over Satoshi and stabs downward immediatly firing a bala off to his left almost hitting Satoshi square in the chest but Satoshi is able to release his wind barrier intime to get tout of the way. Satoshi jumps forward to slash down but Gekido kick him in the ribs and then spins arround and slashes with his blade at Satoshi's neck. Satoshi barly gets his blade up to parry in time only to get punched in the gut and kneed in the face. Satoshi falls on his back infront of Gekido.

Gekido: Is that all you got you pussie. (Gekido spits on Satoshi)

Storms Eye: Get up.

Satoshi:(In his head) Im trying but my limbs dont agree with that course of action.

Storm's Eye: I dont give a fuck what your limbs agree with. Get off your ass and fight back.

Satoshi:(In his head) Im trying. But hes too erradic. I cant get any idea of where he will attack from or dodge too.

Storm's Eye: I dont care. Get up and put the pointy end of me into the soft spot of him. Its that simple.

Satoshi:(In his head) Its not that simple (Satoshi finaly gets to his feet)

Storms eye: Your making it too complicated.

Satoshi:(in his head) How would you sujest i go about this stabing of someone who i cant keep up with.

Storm's Eye: Fight chaos with chaos...

Satoshi:(in his head) I knew you would say that...So be it.

Satoshi suddenly releases more energy and crys out "Cyclone". He starts spinning in a circle at insane speeds looking like about a 6 foot tall tornado. Gekido jumps back and laugh a little as he gets ready to jump forward and slash at Satoshi. Satoshi spins out of the way of Gekidos attack and slashes Gekido a dozen times across his back. Gekido quicly swings behind him only to see nothing but a dust cloud as Satoshi slashes Gekido's left arm and leg a few times. Gekido kicks up but Shatoshi spins to the side and shreds up Gekido's right leg as he moves closer to Gekido's torso. Gekido vanishes appearing 20 or so feet away from Satoshi.

Gekido: What the fuck is with that bastard.(Gekido Clenches his blood arm) If you wanna fight like that then your going to lose. FOCUS!!! (e gains a form of white armor over his arms, . The armor is sleek and section off so that the inside and out side of his fore arms are made up of 2 sections and his bicep and the rest of his fore arm are second off into three sections, the elbow of each arm has a foot long spike sticking out. The knuckles have inch long spikes on them; the armor extends around his upper torso and connects in the front and back. On his back directly behind his shoulder in a triangular formation are three cones like holes sticking out on each side. The cuts on his arms and back seem to vanish and the ones on his legs seem smaller.)

Satoshi: (Stops spinning and looking at the reserected Gekido) No more holding back...BANKAI!!! (THe cloth on the handle of his blade wraps arround his hand and forearm and the blade has a rapidly spinning barrier of wind making it look like short bat or club)

Gekido appears to Satoshi's right and punches forward as green flames fire out of his back. Satoshi shifts to the side of the punch as Gekido flies forward and crashes into a mound of sand. Satoshi swings his blade forward sending a sharp gust of wind forward cutting through the sand mound. Sand flies in the air filling the battle field as Gekido appearsjust above Satoshi with both his fist drawn back and fires off more green flames as he punches forward. Satoshi points the tip of his blade up and releases the barrier on his blade sending a tornado up at Gekido just inches above Satoshi's head. Satoshi's tornado and Gekido's fist collide sending out a green torrent of energy leveling out all the sand dunes witin hundreds of feet as the sand is pushed outward. Satoshi slides back as he draws wind to his sword reforming the barrier. Gekido appears behind Satoshi preparing to punch forward again. Satoshi pushes off and does a backflip over Gekido and releases the barrier on the back of his zanpakuto sending his blade and him flying downward at Gekido. Gekido fires his punch pulling him self forward but only a few feet. Satoshi crashes into the sand then immediatly gets on his feet and spins three three times sending three blades of air at Gekido. Gekido falls forward and catches him self on his hand again firing his fists at the ground sending sand up in every direction. Satoshi slashes forward with his blade sends a wave of wind out to push the sand away. A green beam of energy flies just past Satoshi's head. Satoshi jumps up and summons more wind to form another barrier on his blade just as he slashed down the barrier was formed and released. At the same time Gekido fired another green blast off of his fist blasting away a semicircle of Satoshi's left side. Satoshi's blade came down and cut from Gekido's left collar bone down to just under his arm pit sending his left arm and shoulder off to the side as blood sprayed out. The two hoped away from eachother and stared eachother down. Satoshi quickly used a basic healing spell to stop his bleeding but it wasnt going to last too long.

To be continued...

Ps i didnt feel like going throught and spell checking this and also i did this at like 3am so sorry if there are terrible spelling errors...maybe ill come back and edit it to fix it

lol I like how you protrayed Nabimaru flame , he reminded me of Tousen :P


-the Resovle of a captain-


-Nabimaru sat in his medical room wondering if what Acelin had said been true was soul soceity nothing mroe than rubble now ? , had he been to mean to him Acelin was one of Nabimaru's canidate's to take the place of 3rd seat but he wasn't sure now Acelin seemed to have a clouded judgement he looked out the window than at his bandage's was it all so worth it ? fighting like a Dog for food he finally sighed and stood up a soul reaper came in, "HEY CAPTAIN YOU SHOULDN'T BE MOVEING WITH SUCH INJURIES " , Nabimaru only smiled "don't worry it's fine , i'm only going for a walk" -he had gotten up swinging on his Haori not his other robe he walked around the destoryed place "Kai, Zekkou , Soka , my three underlings Destoryed because of my Unceartainty -Nabimaru put his hand over his face as Tears ran down from his face- "you three must be Angery at me for showing up so late." Nabimaru gripped his Zanpakuto "Master Rin what should I do ?" he looked up at the sky and breeze rolled by his face and his eye's widend Nabimaru than snorted "If I were to go to Hueco Mundo I think the head commander may be furouis with me not to mention I need to protect the peace". Nabimaru walked along as he saw women and children being put into the portal heading toward the human world he wondered how Reiku was doing-


-human hospitail-

-Reiku had been hard at work healing and sewing up injured people, "IT HURTS" cryied one person "MAKE IT STOP" cryied another Reiku was like a blur you could barely see her , Eisaku was doing his best to "Reiku-Chan there's another list of Patients From the captain!" , Reiku let out a heavy sigh "being the asstaint captain is too much work for me after all I am a woman and I wanna be treated like one not some sexy nurse", Eisaku laughed "let's help these patiens first and i'll take you on a date " Reiku blushed "your pervert, you just wanna see me naked " , Eisaku's eye's widend as he seemed to of gotten back to work rather fast "let's keep working" , Reiku nodded and hoped right back to it , her eye's widend as she saw an old acdeamy friend Kigen Hoshi of 6th squad on a medical bed her eye's widend "THIS MAN IS POISNED I NEED THE CAPTAIN TO CURE THIS ! I CAN SEAL THE WOUNDS BUT SOME ONE GET ME THE CAPTAIN!" -Eisaku sighed and ran off- "i'll get her " Reiku quickly stopped the bleeding from his injuries-




-Huceo Mundo-



-Ketsuki was barely manageing to escape the clutches of Slifer Grandz and his power , Slifer was to powerful even for the mighty Ketsuki but it felt as though he had gotten away , Ketsuki's eye's twitched and his toes curled as he felt the persence of the head commander enter Huceo Mundo- "it would seem some pray have entered" -Ketsuki smiled- "I'll lurk in the shadows for now" -Ketsuki soindoed off-




there you have it what 5/8 charcters are up to :P

Hi everyone that I havent already talked to I am back for good now!! So anyways hi everyone..

Yay BrokenSun is back!!!!!!!!!!

Also I have a lot of work due this week so my posting is on hold until next weekend so please bare with me.

Yay!!! My first being back post cant wait to read it!!!!

That's fine jstar, I'm pretty slammed with work this week myself so mine will be delayed as well. Most of the piece is written already, but there's still a good amount to do.

Good to have you back man.

how much longer till new arc?

When these last fights are over, we're going to move into a transition point (lots will happen then, and everyone will be involved) before the time skip. The new arc starts after that.

thanks

Alright, after a long wait, I bring you giga-post #1 in the fight between Isao and Rey. I hope you guys like it!

Isao came to the side of the massive dome. Any remaining hollow still alive were keeping their distance, many having seen the damage he did to the horde that attacked him earlier. He put his hand to the wall, feeling the smooth surface against the roughened skin of his palms.

Isao: Bakudo #33: Sōkatsui.

A massive wave of blue fire pushed out from his hand, crashing into the wall and blowing a tremendous hole in it. Wall after wall inside was destroyed by the force of it, until it hit something dense and dispersed. Smoke flooded the scene, but was immediately pushed away by a powerful force at the other end.

There stood Rey, smiling at Isao with Boa in chains beside him. She struggled against her bonds, but seemed incapable of breaking them. Her face spoke of torture, and the black energy that surrounded multiple portions of her body told of dramatic injuries inflicted by her captor. Isao immediately appeared within the room with them, noting the bloodlust in Rey’s eyes. He seemed more than ready for a fight.

Isao: I’ll take her back n…!!!

As Isao spoke, Rey plunged his spear into her chest. A look of shock and agony crossed her face, as Isao’s filled with dismay and grief. Just as soon as it did, it filled with anger and seething hatred.

Rey: Now that she’s out of the w…!!!

Isao raised his hammer and disappeared. The hammer appeared centimeters from Rey’s face, slamming into him at full force and spending the espada sprawling through the dome. Isao only chanced a short look down at Boa, infinite regret and sadness in filling his eyes as he watched blood eddy from the right side of her mouth and her eyes growing cloudy, before lunging forward after him. Rey came to a stop in his throne room, Isao appearing above his seemingly prostrate body before bringing down his hammer into his chest, creating a massive depression in the floor. To his shock, Rey still smiled, reaching his right hand up to catch the side of Isao’s face and pushing him to the floor. Isao pulled out of his grip just in time and flipped away, eyes wide with disbelief.

Rey stood, wiping a bit of blood from his mouth and his right nostril. Isao knew those had been direct hits, it seemed impossible that anyone could take those kinds of hits and live, let alone stay conscious and retain so little damage.

Rey: That’s all? The great and powerful Captain Commander Isao is capable of so little? And here I thought you would be a challenge. How…

Rey appeared directly behind Isao.

Rey: Disappointing.

Isao turned around to respond to the attack, but was suddenly blasted away by a black bolt of lightning that went straight through his side. He gasped in pain as he was launched hard through a series of walls, landing in the desert just outside the dome. He stood up slowly, clutching the blood-soaked spot on his right side. Rey remained in his throne room, still smiling out at him.

Rey: Is that all you have soul reaper? Did she matter to you so little?

Isao snarled as he launched a salvo of kido strikes at him, soundlessly mouthing the commands for each in rapid succession. Blue, red, yellow, and green lights poured out from his hands in a seemingly endless display of raw power, all crashing down upon Rey, who proceeded to simply walk forward, deflecting some of them with a flick of his hand. Isao launched another volley, this one aimed around Rey to cloud his vision as he began a chant.

Isao: Hado #91: Senjū Kōten Taihō.

The fully chanted spell slammed into Rey in the multiple spears of light head on, creating a tremendous explosion within the dome. Several cracks formed on the outside at multiple locations. Isao grimaced as he clutched his side. Blood had stained his clothing all the way down to his feet, and a slow drip eddied out from there. He used what little knowledge he had of healing to quickly seal the wound, though he had no idea how long that would hold.

Smoke still permeated the area where Rey had stood. Isao could sense that he was still alive, though he could tell nothing else. He suddenly felt a surge of energy as a black lightning bolt shot out from the cloud of dust. Isao dodged slightly to the left, realizing too late that Rey was in the midst of the blast. He tried to push further away from the blast, but couldn’t do so in time. Rey reached out from the blackness, stabbing down into his chest with his spear. Isao managed to prevent it from striking his heart, though it broke several ribs and collapsed his right lung. He was forced backward into a nearby dune by the force of it.

Blood poured from the wound as he struggled to stand. The force of the blow had also broken his right leg, making the process slow and painful.

Rey: Where’s that great power of yours? As I remember, you used a very interesting technique against that Soul Society pest all those years ago, why don’t you use it again?

Isao glared at him. He knew he would have to use that ability in this battle, but he had hoped to delay it a little longer. Rey hadn’t presented anything but an increased power level so far, though it had become obvious that he could do nothing against him at this rate. With this wound and in this dire of a situation, though, it seemed he had little choice. Nonetheless, he hesitated.

Rey: So be it.

Rey raised his spear into the air, releasing a tremendous black bolt of lightning into the sky. The already cloudy sky turned pitch black quickly. Isao was unsure what was coming, but immediately activated his ability, revealing a Baoding ball in his mouth and 1 in each hand. Before he could crunch down, Odin spoke to him.

Odin: Each of these abilities changes you or draws something out of you. This is the only ability that’s truly transformative. Take care with this, Isao, I selected it specifically because you need it now more than ever.

Isao couldn’t see the ball, but he could feel the intense energy it radiated. Whoever’s life was within was strong, intensely strong, but it was more than that. The ball felt more real than any of the previous 6. He still hesitated, black bolts of lightning falling all around him from the sky. One large bolt came down directly above him, and he bit down into it, a glow eddying from his body as the bolt struck, pulverizing the dune he was on.

Rey: Hmph! What a joke. If even their Captain Commander is so weak, it’s a wonder that those Soul Reapers have survived so long.

A tremendous crash echoed in front of him. Rey stared in awe at the massive column of orange and red light behind him which burst a hole in the clouds above them. Falling ice was replaced with a tremendous amount of ash as though from a volcanic eruption. The heat caused the earth around him to rise up as well, turning it into a real volcano, red cracks running down its length as lava poured out into the land around it. The lava eventually reached Rey, sizzling as it touched his exposed flesh, though causing no injury.

Odin: I’ve given you power, now let’s see what you can do with it.

A man stepped out from the column on top of the newly created volcano. He looked like Isao in many ways, though the differences were evident. His hair no longer had white streaks. He looked 20 years younger. A red cloak had replaced his Captain Commander’s cloak, intricately worked with floral designs of lotus flowers made with golden thread. His previously black shinigami robe now looked like it was made entirely of ashes, and appeared to continuously slough off ash as he moved. Large holes ran through each of his hands, backed with a 5 inch thick titanium pneumatic piston that ran the exact length of the hole. His arms were crossed in front of him.

Rey’s eyes widened and he smiled in fervent anticipation.

Rey: That’s it! That’s the power I was looking for! Show me…!

Isao vanished in a flurry of ashes, appearing directly in front of Rey with a thunderous roar. He pushed forward off the ground, causing the ground beneath him to crack under the strain, extending one arm directly in front of Rey’s face. The piston on the back of the hand reacted automatically, pushing backward and forward in a blur of force as a massive wave of pressurized air pushed out, smashing into Rey in an expansive cone of concussive power. A tremendous sonic boom radiated out in all directions as a shower of sparks fell from the makeshift sun above them.

The dust cleared slowly revealing a still intact Rey pushed against a largely cracked rock formation with the same smile on his face. A hand was extended in front of his face with a few shattered pieces of his Aegis attached, having blocked the attack just in time to prevent heavy damage. The hand and wrist were cracked and broken, several fingers peeled backward and contorted. Each slowly righted itself with a snap as the open wounds twitched to close.

Rey: It seems you’ve finally come out of your shell, Isao. Now we can begin!

Isao: Begin? I think you mean…

Rey’s eyes twitched to his right just as Isao appeared next to him.

Isao: END!

Both arms shot forward, followed by a shockwave of even larger size engulfed the area Rey had just been. A quick sonido had moved him out of the way, and his spear was extended in his good hand as black lightning shot out in a massive stream. Isao leveled his gaze at the oncoming attack, crouching down and raising one hand to the attack. A shockwave sent it spiraling away from him harmlessly.

Another smile adorned Rey’s face as he raised his spear into the air, bringing down another hail of black lightning. Dark strikes rained down on the scene, holes forming in the majority as a series of sonic bursts struck out into them. Ranged strikes glanced off of a newly formed Aegis on Rey’s arm, which shuddered with each hit.

Rey lowered his spear and sonidoed over to Isao, striking out at him with his spear. Isao pushed forward with his own arm, piston striking the tip of the spear in a massive array of black and red sparks as both were forced back several hundred feet.

Rey looked down at his spear, noting that the bottom few centimeters of the tip was now bent at a 90 degree angle. Sweat glistened on his forehead from the force of the blow, and several bones in his hand and arm were strained. He looked down at his other hand, which was just finishing repairing. Isao had a dark cast to his eyes, but looked much the same as when they started.

Rey: You truly have obtained great power. But then…so have I! Open!

Directly behind Rey, 2 40 foot tall, 20 foot wide golden gates opened wide. The translucent images of many armored men and women appeared in the open expanse. Isao looked on uncertainly.

Rey: You and I, Isao, we were both gods, but now I am so much more!

Fire engulfed one of his arms as he flexed the fingers on the hand. He smiled as fire licked out from between his teeth. Isao hesitated as he watched the fire engulf him in a massive blaze that melted the sand around him to glass.

Isao: What the hell is this?

Rey’s voice seemed to bellow out from the flames as he spoke: This is YOUR end, Isao.

The fire dissipated quickly, soon replaced by a blazing light that emanated from his body. Isao shielded his eyes just in time to see a massive blaze erupt from his hands headed straight for him. Isao pushed both arms in front of him, reflexively sending out a shockwave that separated it into 2 strands. The blast fell far short of hitting Rey, who simply kept pouring out more fiery energy. Blast after blast from Isao got him closer and closer, until finally the strike landed with a deafening crash. Isao lowered his arms, only to hear a massive crack as the land beneath his feet rose up in a tremendous slab, forcing him into the air. Rey suddenly appeared in front of him, somehow appearing far more muscular and powerful than before. His arm was outstretched to his right as he crashed into Isao with it, sending him plummeting to the ground. A crack appeared in the sun above them, a large amount of sparks plummeting from it to the ground.

Isao stood up from the sand, heavily bruised from the impact, though the bruises seemed to slough off him in small piles of ash. He put his right hand on his left shoulder and rotated the arm, testing it since it had been dislocated only moments ago.

Rey: Regeneration. That ability of yours really does come in handy now, doesn’t it?

Isao looked up at the sun far above him. The damage had been greater than he’d expected from that hit. Rey was even more dangerous that he supposed. He couldn’t let this drag on.

Isao: You expect to defeat me with that much? Even without this regeneration, you’re still in a precarious situation.

Rey smirked a wicked smile: You still don’t know what you’re messing with.

Isao slowly spread out his legs to the sides, knees bent, trying to gain a strong foothold. He would need it.

Rey: You’ll need to use all of those precious balls of yours to defeat me. Come now, let’s see them!

Isao extended one hand out in front of him, and one to the side. He breathed heavily, centering himself. The wind seemed to grow suddenly still. The piston on his right, extended hand unleashed a blast, which Rey easily dodged, only to see that his opponent had shifted locations almost in an instant to his left. In fact, he seemed to fire almost instantaneously from a large number of angles at once, with only the delay between piston firings reducing the amount of shots fired. Rey didn’t have much time react, and began battering the shots down with his fists, though it quickly took a toll. His muscles strained, skin stretching till it broke in many places, and eventually, even his bones started to fragment.

Rey: Tch!

He rammed a hand downward into the sand, sending up a shower of grains around him. He blasted the dune with his cero, sending up a gigantic wave of the sand in all directions. Isao placed both arms forward, sending a large blast of compressed air into the sand to get through it. Rey appeared on the other side, smiling behind a shield that blocked that had withstood the blast. The large gate was once again open behind him, two colored spirits flying back into the gates behind him, a smile on his face.

Rey: Still so brash to believe you can defeat me, eh? Let’s see how long that lasts!

He charged forward, shield in front of him. The air seemed to warp around him, and he seemed to speed up with each step. Isao raised both arms and fired blast after blast after him, but each shot just rebounded off the shield. He dodged to his right as Rey got close, only to see Rey push off on a rock underneath the sand, rebounding towards his new location and slamming directly into his chest.

Isao felt his heart stop for a several seconds from the force of it, his whole body spasming from the rebound. He only got pushed back a few inches, though, before Rey reached out and grabbed his shoulder, spinning him around. Isao fought with the air force, pushing one arm forward to release another burst from his piston. Rey suddenly looked maniacal, throwing away the shield and placing a hand over the piston, black energy eddying out. Isao unleashed he piston at the same time as the black energy, only to scream out in terrible pain as he was launched backward at a tremendous rate, his left arm a shredded mess. He landed 50 meters away, grasping at the gaping wounds on his arm.

A small chunk of the sun above him came crashing down to earth, unleashing a shower of sparks upon crashing to earth, though leaving no physical presence.

Rey went over to pick up the shield he’d thrown. He walked confidently, sparks pouring down around his shoulders, taking his time and knowledgeable that his prey was cornered.

Rey: That piston of yours is much stronger than any other weapon you’ve used, but that’s its greatest weakness as well as its greatest strength. As long as the piston can’t shoot forward, the force ricochets within your own body. I can only imagine what kind of pain you’re in right now.

Isao could feel the healing effects of this form taking over, but the process was slow, the damage too deep. He could hardly think through the pain, and his vision was tremendously blurred by it. Sweat poured down his face, obstructing his vision still further.

Rey: You don’t seem to understand. Those remaining Baoding balls are your only chance. You can’t win with that power alone.

Isao: *Huff**huff* Like I’d give you the satisfaction. I’m not done yet.

Tremendous amounts of ashes poured out of his arm as the wounds there fought to close. Wounds that had formed on his chest from the shield slam were closing as well.

Rey sighed: You need to know what despair looks like. I’ll ensure you do. Poseidon!

The gates opened up behind him once again. The shield in his hand dispersed, forming back into a spirit that went into the gates behind him, as another came out. It entered his body, filling him with new energy.

Isao: “Poseidon”? What do you intend to do with that?

Rey: This desert has secrets even you don’t know.

Rey placed both hands on the ground, and surges of black energy slammed into the sand beneath him in repeated bursts. After a certain point, he rose, jumping down into the hole he’d created. Isao was confused, but readied himself. His wounds were almost healed, and his arm once again usable. Soon, a sound started coming to his ears. Was that…waves? Impossible!

Just as he thought that, a wave crested out over the sands of Hueco Mundo. More waves followed it, water forming around him up to his knees. Rey rode on a wave 20 feet tall that crested out over the rest, grim look on his face.

Rey: Water has always existed deep under Hueco Mundo. You soul reapers could never grasp that this life sustaining substance was here, but we knew. I’ll make sure to ingrain that knowledge in your flesh!

Isao felt the water around him begin to heat up. He jumped out quickly, standing on the air several feet above it. He watched with some concern as the water beneath him began to boil. Even the wave Rey was on top of began to steam with such intensity that the air around them was soon filled with steam.

Rey raised his hands, and the water on both sides of Isao rose within 5 feet of him, forming into giant, shimmering hands. Isao’s eyes shifted between the two, wary, but he kept the majority of his focus on Rey. In an instant, he clapped his hands together and the two hands clapped together in the same way, slamming into Isao, only to get blasted away instantly. Isao stood with arms crossed in front of him, a shower of hot liquid coming down around him.

His eyes suddenly widened as he noticed that Rey was no longer on top of the wave. Hands began reaching out from the water all around him, and each one he blasted only seemed to multiply. He dodged and ducked each one, but as their number grew, his ability to keep doing so lessened. Burns and bruises began to dot his body quickly as he took glancing blows from each of the arms.

He couldn’t keep this up, finding Rey was essential. He focused on locating him, and quickly discovered that he was well under the surface, far enough that even a focused blast couldn’t reach him. He’d have to improvise. He pushed both hands out in front of him again, taking some more direct hits that caused him to wince.

Isao: Hado #88: Hiryugekizokushintenraiho!

A tremendous wave of lightning shot out from his hands, which was immediately compressed down by the air from the pistons in his hands. This would electrocute him terribly if he was anywhere near the site it hit. It shot towards Rey’s location, but the waters quickly receded, and Rey stood on the mud beneath, another grin on his face. Black lightning, buttressed by the energy in the water around him, slammed into the blast, causing a tremendous explosion that seemed to crack the sky.

Isao appeared on the other side, undeterred by the force of the collision, rushing downward at the still smiling Rey, who was clasping his hands below. Water rushed back in from both sides at a tremendous rate. Isao put his arms out to the side and blasted them away, not even bothering to look as mountains of vapor were sent up. He landed in front of Rey, bringing this two arms up to Rey’s chest, thinking only that he had finally gotten him. His blast resounded, and a huge gaping hole opened at the site of the hit.

It took him a moment to realize something was wrong. The ground beneath his feet suddenly became solid and hard, the water that was hitting him now cold and sharp. The figure of Rey in front of him seemed to waver and turn to liquid, the hole he’d made splashing out in a nova of liquid before turning solid and icy. The smile never vanished from his face as he reached forward and wrapped his arms around the phased Isao, who could do nothing as he felt his body become encased in thick ice up to his head. Ice encased the entire area within 5 feet of them in every direction, and a light hail of ice fell from above.

Cracks in the ground formed ahead of him as the real Rey rose out, coming face to face with Isao, an austere gaze on his face.

Rey: I wonder…can a phoenix regenerate while frozen?

His spear stabbed him in a dozen places in quick succession, causing Isao to cough up blood. The wounds were quickly covered again in ice, and though blood turned the ice red, the wounds did not recover. A full quarter of the sun above collapsed, falling directly on top of them and blinding them both for a short while, though their gaze remained on their opponent, neither of them wincing.

Rey: I hope you can regenerate infinitely in that form, it would make this much more…pleasant for me. Losing an opportunity like this to your mortality would be such a shame.

He raised his fist behind him, slamming it headlong into Isao’s face, who went reeling backward through the waves of ice, slamming through dune after dune as he tried to stop himself. He finally came to a stop well outside the perimeter of ice, which quickly turned back to liquid, neither frozen nor boiling. The wounds on him began to close, but the internal damage and loss of blood was getting to be too much. His vision was wavering.

The water around Rey seeped between the grains of sand and cracks in the ground, disappearing from view. Isao could barely make out Rey in the distance, though he could tell he was moving towards him, and he could hear him yelling.

Rey: Looking at that sun, it seems that your “immortality” is coming to an end. You must unleash more of your power, otherwise this will end all too quickly.

Isao didn’t respond. Little as he wanted to admit it, Rey was right: he wasn’t strong enough, even now.

Odin screamed in his head: NO! You will die, and you won’t save anyone if you do that!

Isao didn’t respond to him either. He simply went into his normal stance, a Baoding ball appearing in his right hand and one in his mouth. Rey stopped moving towards him, looking pleased that he had finally produced the results he’d been looking for.

Odin: It’s impossible, this is beyond anyone’s capabilities! Think about the lives you’ll be sacrificing, think about the people who will die because of your mistake! Are you really willing to make that-

Isao: No.

Odin was surprised by the sudden response. Isao used his left hand and took the ball from between his teeth.

Isao: When I came here, I told myself that the only reason I could do this was if I chose never to sacrifice others for my fights again. I’ll hold to that promise. No one else will die for me. And if I’m going to die, I’ll end it on my own terms.

His fists clenched, and the balls in each hand shattered into a million pieces, falling to the earth impotently. Odin seemed surprised, though he did not say anything further. Rey was even more so, though his disappointment showed through most of all.

Rey: The power of two deities in your hands, and you would sacrifice them? Why?

Isao smiled: You wouldn’t understand. You’ve never cared for others.

Isao was uncertain when the effect would take form. He’d been told by Odin that when all of the balls had been used, he would die, but he could feel no such thing happening. He looked to the sun above, but it remained the same as before, unchanged. What had happened?

Odin: You’ve done something I never predicted, something that this blade has neither memory nor answer for.

Isao: What are you saying?

Odin: I’m saying…it is beyond me.

Rey: I’M TALKING TO YOU, YOU WORTHLESS WHELP!

Rey appeared in front of him in an instant, battering him senseless with his fists. Sparks and bits of the sun above flew off with every collision. Tears had actually formed in Rey’s eyes, so upset was he that his perfect opponent had been taken from him. Isao could do nothing in response, his surprise and uncertainties causing him to freeze. His world was fading, his will draining from him. There was nothing left, and now, his life would be taken from him by this monster. Rey would destroy Soul Society and leave nothing but death in his wake.

Is this the end for Isao? Does he have anything left? Does Soul Society have no hope in stopping the nearly omnipotent Rey? Find out next time!

My post will be up Tuesday night or Wednesday afternoon. Sorry for the wait, professors are piling on the work these final weeks.

Okay here is part one of many until the time skip.


Miroku was now running through the ruins know as Soul Society, and to his amazement the entire place was completely empty with the exception of a very strong energy coming from where Squad 13’s barracks used to stand. The entire barracks was in ruins; not a single building stood in the area as Miroku can easily see over the rubble to scan the scenery. A small desk stood in the distance right at the epicenter of what used to be the barracks. Renee sat at the desk with a concerned look on her face, not concern over the sudden appearance of Miroku, but concerned about the many different issues that have occurred over the past few days: Isao’s departure, the unusual disappearances of many soul reapers and the rebuilding of the one place she calls home…Soul Society. Her mind wondered continuously as she tried to figure out what issue she needed to put her main focus on. She looked up quickly to see Miroku standing on the other side of her desk and sighed as she now is concerned with whatever Miroku wants.

Renee: (sighs) This better be important because I’m really busy right now.

Miroku: Heh, busy? It just looks like you’re sitting here doing nothing.

Renee: I guess I would appear that way but I have a lot on my mind so I don’t have time for small talk.

Miroku: Small talk? No, that’s not why I’m here.

Renee: Then what do you want?

Miroku: You!

Renee blushes a little as she has a confused look on her face. Miroku realizes what he said and starts waving his hands in front of him.

Miroku: (laughing) OH no, no, no, no, no. I don’t mean like that; I was talking about helping me fulfill a promise I made to Isao.

Renee: Oh okay… wow that was a shocker… anyways what was your promise?

Miroku: I promised him that I would take care of Sengoku…

Renee’s demeanor changed as an intense look fell upon her face. She say that Miroku was still talking but she couldn’t make out his words due to the tremendous amount of rage that now filled her body. Renee quickly stood up and faced Miroku.

Renee: You don’t have to say another word… that man needs to die!

Miroku: I’ve never seen you act like this before. Are you gonna be able to contain yourself when the time comes.

Renee: Trust me, I’ll be perfectly fine.

Miroku: Good, let’s go!

Renee: Hold on, you haven’t even told me the plan.

Miroku: I’ll have to tell you on the way. Let’s go! (Miroku and Renee vanish.)

-Somewhere in the Rukon District-
There is a small cabin at the end of a long row of houses. A dense energy fills the air as people appear to feel light headed and stagger around as they walk by it. Inside the cabin are Steven and Yari sitting in the middle of the room, there is no furniture except a wood floor. They are talking and both appear to be very happy at the moment as they both have pulled out pictures from their pockets. Steven’s picture is just him as a young teenager holding someone’s hand but the picture is torn in half. Yari’s picture is her as a baby being held being held by a female soul reaper. The woman is holding Yari in her right arm and her left arm is extended out but her picture is torn in half also. Yari hands her picture to Steven and he puts the two halves to show the full picture which is the woman holding Yari and her left arm extended out to Steven, who was much younger at the time, holding her hand. Yari begins to jump up and down with excitement.

Yari: YAY! I knew it the second I say that picture of yours. I have a brother!

Yari leaps towards Steven and hugs him as he had an unusual look on his face as he stared down at Yari. The look was very different for him, he normally had an annoyed look on his face as he could always careless about other people’s lives and problems. This time he didn’t know how to look. The feeling that filled his body was not one he was used to; it was different yet slightly familiar. He stared at the torn picture on the floor and noticed the large smile on his face in that photo. A smirk appeared on his face as he laughed on the inside. He finally understood this feeling; it was one that had left him a long time ago…happiness! Steven embraces Yari as tears fall down his face.

Steven: Heh, what a pleasant feeling!

Steven lets go of Yari as she starts to get fidgety and she quickly runs over to the picture on the floor and picks it up. She examines the photo as she slowly walks over to Steven.

Yari: So where is mom at?

A sad look befalls his face as he tries to think of a way to tell her properly.

Steven: I’m sorry but mom died years ago.

Yari: What!? (tears fill her eyes)

Steven: It’s alright Yari. Mom was a great soul reaper who died in the line of duty for Soul Society.

???: That’s not true!

Yari: That voice…

Steven: (shocked as he turns towards the door.) How the hell did he find us?

Light fills the cabin as the door burst open. Steven and Yari looked shocked as Miroku walks into the room. Renee is standing in the distance behind him but keeps her distance as she waits outside.

Miroku: You were right Steven; your mom was a great soul reaper, but she never worked for Soul Society. She worked under a man that I have an unfathomable amount of respect for, his name was Roku aka Sunny. I can tell you everything you want to know about your mom, but I can’t guarantee that you’ll like what you hear. Especially you Steven since you work for the guy.

Steven: What do you mean?

Miroku: (sighs) This might take a while and I don’t really have the time but if my plan is gonna work, I need you two for it. So listen carefully... this is the truth about your mom… this is what really happened to Maya Barachi.

The End

So before it gets too long im planning on posting some time within the next week. Just been suprised with a family member coming to visit from the army so i will be sorta busy for a bit

I apologize fellow posters*bows to all*do forgive thy that I haven't been poting in a long while a lot of stuff has happend and I haven't the creativity to make a new post.ill post as soon as I can well sense were starting a new arc ill post in that.what is the new arc about again? My memory slips sometimes so I don't remeber.I hope I still have ur respect.again I deeply apologize*bows again*ill be mor on top of things tho I am honered to be apart of the story we've all controbuted to*tip hat*you have all done a splended job at the creativity thus far and I respect u all.sensai tite kubo would be proud...

Its cool man.

On my end, the rest of the fight can only proceed when jstar reaches a certain point in his posts (no rush man, just saying that that's teh case), so it'll be a while.

My post will be up soon. Once I knock off my final presentation for sociology and take my accounting final; I'll be able to post more consistently. Sorry for the wait everyone.

Not that i expect anybody is basing any thing important off of when my next post is put up but still i am planning posting it when ever i can but some things have came up irl that i have to deal with first