OOC: Well after write, Re-write, Re-Re-write then Re-Re-Re-write cause laptop decided to throw a hissy fit and delete everything and a month of Extreme writers block it's here, shorter opening that planned but Meh it happens.

IC: We have no form, therefore we fear it, and because we are formless, we revere it. Thus, we are slain.

Prologue

For thousands of years they fought, A war most humans never know is happening, those that do have been known to call it to a war between heaven and hell. But the Shinigami are no Angels and Hollows are no Demons. The Shinigami are just doing they’re job, keeping the flow of spirits to and from the after life balanced. There was just simply not enough of them. Some spirits went unnoticed in the human world, over time they went insane, lost who they were and eventually become the creatures known as hollows. Like the humans they used to be they’re shape and appearance vary, but they all share the same common traits, the hole where they’re heart used to be and that mask. That white mask concealing their face, protecting them from the small shreds of humanity that remain buried within.

The war was a stalemate for centuries, the balance was maintained until they appeared. The Quincy, a clan of spiritually aware humans that could manipulate the spirit energy around them to form weapons with which they battled the hollows, at first Soul Society paid little attention to their actions until it started to become apparent that the hollows they killed were not being purified but actually being totally destroyed. At first we begged that they stop, that they leave the killing of hollows to the Shinigami, but they refused. Eventually with the balance of souls close to destruction the rulers of Soul Society passed down a single order to all Shinigami. “Extermination of the Quincy.” In just a couple of years their numbers were almost completely wiped out. There are maybe a hand full of them left on earth but nowhere near enough of them to affect the balance that was once again restored.

And so it continued like that for another 200 years, until the worst possible situation happened. It all started with 13th division member Kuchiki Rukia to the living world and spiralled down through a chain of events that led to the Death of the Ryoka Boy Kurosaki, the disappearance of 3 other Spiritually humans , Inoue Orihime, Sado Yasutora and the Quincy Ishida Uryu and worst of all the defection of 3 division Captains to the Hollows.


Vancouver Canada present day.

A flash of lightning filled the sky followed very shortly by a rumbling of thunder, the streets below filled with hundreds of people hurrying about with their busy lives blissfully unaware they were being watched. Hundreds of feet above their heads, a young man stood unmoving dressed in cloths reminiscent of feudal Japan, which would have seemed out of place to anyone that seen him. Except we was no ordinary human, He was a Shinigami, a Death God. His presence in this city was un-noticed by virtually all of it’s citizens. Only one out of every million people in the world would be aware of his presence and even less actually able to see him.

In the skies above the first drops of rain began to fall, quickly getting heavier until rivers of rain water began flowing in the streets. A small beeping sound drew his attention away from the groups of people below running franticly to escape the down pour of rain, rummaging through his pockets the young man pulled out what looked like an ordinary cell phone but when he flipped it open it revealed a map of the city with a small area flashing red. Looking back down at the groups of people a small smirk formed on the corner of his mouth.

“And here I thought today was going to be boring.”

“Who would have thought your lazy ass would ever say something like that?” came a cynical voice from behind the watchful man. He turned his head slightly to look at the figure approaching him. She was dressed similarly but wore black hand guards as well. “But I have been sitting still for far to long Leo, this one is mine.”

“Be my guest. It’s probably just a weakling anyway Onryou.” Leones proclaimed.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll make it last.” Onryou said eloquently.

As Leo sighed, Onryou let her self fall from the sky and angled herself so she would be heading towards her target. As she neared the ground she flipped over and started bounding off invisible surfaces before hitting the ground with a splash in a crouched position. The streets where mostly deserted due to the heavy raining and the few that where on the streets where in a hurry. None heard a lamppost get bent to the side by a dark beast over the storm or spotted the eerie splashes it left behind leading to an alley through the fog. None saw except Onryou of course. She followed the hollow with haste stopped as it looked behind itself sensing her spirit energy. In front of it, cringing in a corner, was the wayward soul of a man it was about to devour. He looked stunned as him and Onryou made eye contact.

“Don’t worry, after I’ve had my fun with ugly I’ll play with you too.” Onryou stated while unsheathing and pointing her katana at the man.

A moment later they hollow attacked with a clawed right hand that was dodged easily. Onryou then leaped forward swinging her katana down towards the hollows mask but it parried with its other hand and tossed her back. While still in the air flipped over and shot White Lighting from her finger tips. The hollow leapt back however as the energy cackled and snap in the area it stood moments ago. As Onryou landed thunder sounded and lightning illuminated dark alley making Onryou’s, only visible left, eye shine a menacing crimson. The Onryou eager grin and shining red eye coupled with a giant hollow might have been reasons why the wayward soul in corner started crawling its way out of the alley. In any case it meant Onryou could not play with the hollow any longer or the man would escape.

“Disintegrate, you” Onryou started to chant as the hollow swung its left claw at her. “black” Onryou slices of the offending arm. “dog” Onryou slices of both the hollows legs “of” Onryou splits the Hollow and its mask in half before it even falls to the floor. “Rondanini!!” She sheaths her katana and starts walking to the end of the alee.

“Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat!!” She finishes as red ropes entangles the soul of the man trying to run away.

One end a rope entangles the man is conveniently in Onryou’s hand, so she yanks to slide the man to her.

“What do you want!? Please let me go!?! Who are” The man began but Onryou silenced him a ominous glare.

“I am a Death God, and I send lost souls like you to hell!” Onryou said in a monotone as she stretched out her left hand and released a red energy ball that exploded on the mans chest, annihilating him. A man a few feet away stopped mid step to stare at the scene.

“John what are you doing man?”

“Nothing, thought I saw something.”

“Come on man or you’ll be late.”

“Relax, none of the little girls I like watching will come swimming in this weather.”

And they started there hasted walk through the rain

Japan

The subtle warmth of the rain felt good against her skin. She wasn't sure what the weather was like where she'd grown up as a little girl in Canada but she hoped it was something similar. She watched the others dash by, trying desperately to get out of the soft rainfall and suppressed a giggle at their curses.

In an instant her giggles ceased as she felt a ripple of spiritual pressure wash over her. A hollow. Her carefree expression washed away with the rain and became one of serious determination. She instinctively touched her cross necklace and a moment later dashed down an alley way without a word.

Soul Society

Yachiru Kusajishi sat there staring at her opponent, her brows furrowed and her stare etched with earnest determination. The other members of squad 11 were deadly silent, an ill placed word now could incur the full wrath of their tiny lieutenant. She continued to stare at Jericho with unrelenting resolve and yet he stared back at her with a placid half grin. Beads of sweat began to coalesce along the brow of the little warrior and she narrowed her eyes and moved forward until she was nose to nose with her subordinate. It was that that moment Jericho stuck out his tongue.

Yachiru Kusajishi felt the wet tongue tickle her little button nose and before she could control herself, burst into laughter, while all the onlookers groaned at the loss of their bets. Jericho stood up and went over to collect his winnings, almost a year’s worth of sake. Yachiru Kusajishi was still rolling on the ground laughing in hysterics but managed to squeak out orders between fits of giggles to “silver tongue”-her pet name for Jericho- something in the lines of going to the real world and mopping up some hollows in the Japanese region that the other squads had missed and if he was really lucky and she finished giggling in the next week, she’d start his Shunpo training.

Jericho gathered up his sake and with a silent smile bowed and departed, first to his room and then to the real world to kill a few hiding hollows.

Hueco Mundo


The hollow cried out in pain but it was useless as the enormous pressure of the Adjuchas hollow overwhelmed it. Soon enough the cries ceased as the 8-foot hollow delivered the final blow and quickly began to devour its meal before any other rivals were attracted by the hollow’s death cries. Its yellow eyes gleamed as it felt its hunger satisfied for the moment and continued to stalk through the forest of menos.

Not more then several steps later an intense spiritual pressure threatened to annihilate him where he stood. His legs buckled and he fell to his knees and began to double over. He slowly managed to raise his head and could barely believe who stood before him, the man himself, Sôsuke Aizen…

Hueco Mundo

A smirk crossed her face Gabriel watched Aizen contain the hollow with less than a glance. She couldn’t help her curiosity in watching him. So few times did the ruler of Hueco Mundo go out on his own. Such a menial task seemed beneath him.

Here was a perfect example of the enticing hidden nature of one of the most powerful beings around. He was one among a very, very few that she admired, and perhaps even respected. Maybe it was just because she knew he’d slay her with little more than a flick of a finger. It made her all the more excited for the day when she could challenge him.

She licked her lips and turned off into the forest to find something to entertain her. Neros, her ever-present companion, cried for action.

Living world (ie Earth.) Somewhere outside a city in the mountains.

If anyone saw it they might question their sanity or they might just point and stair. But it wasn’t likely anyone would see it despite all the people. Even the man looking though him binoculars didn’t see him and saw right though him and was watching a bird in a near by tree. The unseen man’s seven and a half foot body was clothed as if he was from feudal Japan despite his apparent Norse heritage. The man pulled out what appeared to be a cell phone and looked at it. A map of the area showing on the screen and a location marked. He sighed and started running though the sky. Soon he was in the city proper and saw his target.
A nearly 15 foot tall monstrosity was chasing a man with a chain in his chest. The monster looked like some freakish fusion of millipede human and shark. The tall man disappeared and the monster screamed as the man reappeared and drove his fist though the skin of the monster “I Hate Hollows. You twist even the pure into monsters.” the man tiled his head slightly. “you might want to hide for a bit.” The man returned his full attention to the hollow and almost casually blocked a blow from the hollow with his arm.
Less than a minute later he dealt the killing blow crushing though the mask and head beyond. As the hallow fades he turned to the man with the chain and gently beckoned the man to come. Trembling the man stepped forward. The large man gently laid his right hand on the man’s shoulder. “Do not worry. I am Shinigami. Kneel and let your journey begin.” as the man knelt the tall man pulled out one of the two swords strapped to his belt. the soul looked worried at the Shinigami but the man twisted the blade to where the hilt was pointed down at the man. With a quick but accurate movement the Shinigami brought the hilt to the man’s forehead then turned to the sky to watch the hell’s butterfly.

Elsewhere, possibly japan
Okami stood far back and held in his rietsu with a tight rein. How he longed to return to them but he knew he never could. Though he still carried on heir ways and hunted hollows he had become as much the enemy to his people as those he hunted. For over 300 years he had wondered this world and Hueco Mundo as a hollow. Only recently had he gained a form resembling what he once was. Though in his heart he was still Quincy he now carried within him the powers and hungers of Shinigami and Hollow. Tearing his sight away from the Quincy below he made his way far enough to reenter Hueco Mundo without disturbing his people. It was time to hunt.

Still elsewhere, Reaper's personal dimension

A figure strode though the dark terrain human souls Shinigami and the few hollows there trembling. It looked at the meager larder. The single Shinigami still looked defiant despite the fact it was trapped by a soul chain of all things binding it to the floor. It’s zanpakutô no where near close enough to use. The Gillian class hollow were all that were left of it’s hollow supplies but they obeyed it even though it ate them. As It looked around it noticed even the trapped human souls were in short supply. It would have to get more ‘bait’ then the hunt would begin. A dark legend was to reenter the world. A true reaper was returning. One who’s scythe felled human hollow and Shinigami alike cutting them down like the crops they were. It’s skeletal face twisted into a grin that held no joy for anything but it as it made it’s way to a large mirror in it’s dark and desolate shadow dimension. As it touched the mirror it vanished from the sight of those trapped in it’s realm.

It was dark and gloomy across the city.

Rain fell in a miserable drizzle as people wearing rain coats and holding umbrellas braved the inhospitable day. It was almost as if were night the clouds were so thick. High above Ryoko watched them silently, an emotionless expression, observing their habit and nature as one did. He looked up, staring across the city scape at the tall buildings, sensing out across it as he had been trained to in his younger days, searching for something.

He let the rain dribble off his face and soak his blood red hair and on to the masquerade style looking mask he hid behind. It was black with three red stripes on either side of it, and sharp angular eye holes. His dark metallic eyes scanned the city, still searching.

Then he found it………

He picked up the nodachi sitting next to him on the buildings ledge and launched himself across the street below to the building across from him. He hit the roof top, water splashing away from him before he launched off again using Flash Step and disappeared.


::Meanwhile::

The spirit of a little girl ran frantically through the street, unseen by the living that she passed straight through in her panic. She looked back over her shoulder at the way she had come, her eyes wide and searching. Great walls of water exploded into the air and the girl screamed as she ran harder.

The Hollows appeared like wolves stalking their prey. There was five of them, all the same shape and size, distorted humanoid forms that bent and moved unnaturally on all fours. One leaped through the air at the girl, and at the last second she turned and ran across the street and the hollow slammed into the ground and rolled before getting up and charging full steam after the child.

They chased the girl into an alley, one them leapt ahead of the others and landed in front of her and cut off any way of escape as the others quickly moved to surround her. The girl was crying uncontrollably, scared and exhausted. And then one of the Hollows leapt forward…

…Only to be smashed back into the ground with a sword through the back of its head and smashing its mask in two pieces. The little girl looked up to see the man standing there silently, on top of the monster. He pulled his sword free and the monster beneath him disintegrated into nothingness. The remaining four Hollows turned their attention on the young man with hungry stares. All at once the mindless Hollows attacked, leaping through the air.

Before the little girl could blink, the young man seemed to split into four separate versions of himself, and slashed through each Hollow with incredible power before remerging into one as he appeared behind her, leaving the monsters hanging in mid air. The hollows screamed out their final death cry before falling to the ground, their masks splitting cleanly in two. The little girl watched as they disintegrated like the first one and stared at the man in awe, unsure of whether or not she should be relieved or frightened.

Ryoko smoothly sheathed his sword and knelt down in front of the frightened child, calmly removing face mask so as not to scare her further. He smiled warmly at her.

“You’re ok now” he assured her.

“What were those things?” she asked in a shy whisper.

“They were just lost souls” he explained calmly, then he looked down at her chain protruding from her chest. It was short, almost gone completely. He looked at her reassuringly. “And its time you went as well, you’ve remained in this world too long.”

“What do you mean?” she looked at him blankly, not understanding.

“Don’t worry little one, you’re going to far better place then this” he stood up, grasped his sword by the hilt and pressed it to the little girls forehead. “Go in peace.”

Before the little girl could react, a portal of light appeared behind her and with a gentle push, Ryoko sent her staggering backwards into it. The portal closed seconds later and the Rogue Shinigami stood there for a long time, deep in thought, then he quietly left, disappearing into the city once more.

Leo let out an audible sigh as the hollows spirit energy disappeared followed shortly by a small explosion and the disappearance of the 2nd almost unnoticeable spirit energy. Dropping down to the street below Leo watched as Onryou walked calmly back towards where he was standing with a rather smug grin across her face.

“You blew up another one didn’t you?”
“I have no idea what your talking about Leo.”

Leo just shook his head before taking out his sword and stabbing the air beside him, with a small flick of his wrist the area around the sword turned into a pair of sliding doors, Just before he stepped though Leo turned to Onryou with a serious look and said. “I hope your sake the Captain doesn’t find out about this one, remember what happened last time.”

With that he stepped through the doors arriving back in Soul Society moments later, It was still dark when he got back, the moon visible in the clear night sky, there was a Warm breeze blowing as he headed towards the 11th divisions barracks, behind him Onryou was shouting something but he wasn't really paying too much attention he was thirsty and those thugs in 11th still owed him a bottle of Sake.

The cool breeze of the human world felt good on his face. Jericho jumped from rooftop to rooftop with such ease it would have made a normal human watch with their jaw dropped. His left hand clasped the sheath of his zanpakuto. The small cell phone in his right began to beep steadily. The rain dampened his hair but it he was too focused on the task at hand.

In an instant he tucked the cell phone away and unsheathed his sword as he came upon the collection of Hollows. However he nearly fell off the ledge of the rooftop he landed upon when he felt the Reiatsu of something that was barely spoken of in the society society anymore. A Quincy. A young female with her Qunicy bow dispatching hollows in quick succession. He crouched as he studied her more intently. She was young, very young. But she was holding her own.

That was until more portals from the hollow realm, Hueco Mundo tore open in broad daylight. Without a second thought he sprang from his perch and dove into the melee...

OOC: sorry this is so late guys.

Ic:

Japen

Kuki sat under an awning in the rain slurping ramen from a bowl. "Ah." As his cell phone began to ring. "Damn it all." Kuki popped his cell phone open, "What? that's outside my district..which means theirs a lot of em." Kuki Reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like a Duck headed pez dispenser.

Kuki know in his shinigami form began to run across rooftops he could feel the clash of spirit pressure. "Lots of hollows, at least one other Shinigami and...don't recgionze that other one." Kuki arrived on the scene as Jericho lept into battle. Kuki stood up and pointed two fingers to a group of three hollow running away.

"Ye Lord! Mask of flesh and bone, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, Upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws!. Hado 33 Blue fire crash down." A wave of blue lighting swept over the retreating hollows killing the three. There was a slight pause as the others looked up.

"Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa tenth division." Kuki drew his Zanpaktou and lept down slashing and cutting another hollow in half.

The Crash Down blast momentarily stunned all present parties. At that instant the other shinigami identifying himself as Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa of the 10th squad joined the melee. Jericho remained silent however as he whirled and bisected a hollow from groin to head. As its body began to dissolve away he fated another glance at the mysterious girl, whose Quincy bow was in full view as she shot the hollows as quickly as she could to stall their advance.

The shinigami ducked below a sweeping tail of another hollow and severed it at the base as he fought his way towards the young girl. As skilled as she was it clear she had very little combat experience. She let out a cry as a hollow managed to outflank her and slash her shoulder. Jericho acted without hesitation as he flung himself onto the back of the large hollow and drove his sword into the top of its skull and out through the roof of its mouth.

"Get the girl and get out of here!" Jericho snapped at the new shinigami who was closing in on their position within the center of the hollow horde. Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa gave him a puzzled and defiant look.

"I'm not leaving you here with all of these hollows by yourself are you crazy?" He yelled back as he cut down another hollow.

"Yes you are!" Jericho growled. "Now hurry up already!"

Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa attempted to rebuke Jericho only to be silenced by the deathly stare from the 11th squad officer. "Go!"

Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa seized the young woman about the waist and took off, a few of the hollows broke off in pursuit but the majority remained to deal with Jericho as he finally severed the mask of the hollow he was effectively riding and landed on the ground.

"Time to cut loose." He grinned in a distinctly malicious predatory way. "Fly...Corvus."

OOC: Yes.. I DID get clearance for this. ^_^
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Section 11 training grounds

Two shinigami were relaxing after a 3 hour long sparring session, relaxing and leaning against the wall talking to each other.

"So I hear we got a new guy"

"I hate getting new guys" the second one said. "most of them end up wimping out and transfering to other squads"

"I hear the captain himself wanted this guy on the squad" the first guy said as he took a sip from a glass of water. "He said this new guy was something special"

There was a huge thud, just like a heavy footfall.. and small ripples spread through the glass of water.

"What was that?"

"I dunno.. probobly some fight that was close by.. you know how this place is"

Another thud.. this one louder, closer.. the floor shook and the ripples spread through the water with more speed and intensity.

"Whoever that is.. they're going at it pretty heavy."

"yeah.. " the guy took another sip of his water.

Another thud.. then another.. and the water shook up over the guy's face.

"Okay, that's it.. Whoever's doing that.. I'm going to kick them in the face.. with my sword.. and maybe my foot"

"Dude.. I think you took a few too many blows to the head.. your sounding like a moron."

"Yeah... Probobly right.. But I'm still going to see who did that"

Another couple thuds.. then a voice, deep and gutteral rang out, a powerfull bellow indeed.
"Uh... is this the training room? I'm kind of lost, and this map is useless to me"

"Yeah.. but those maps are perfect.. how did you get lost?"

The owner of the voice stepped out into the open.. first a scaly snout.. then rows of killer teeth and preditory yellow eyes.. following the beast's head, a long powerfull body with tiny little arms and massive meaty legs appeared, finally the creature's torso was a long powerfull tail ending in a thick slightly curved bladed weapon that was apperantly strapped in place. The creature.. unmistakably a dinosaur.. was wearing a shinigami uniform and holding a map uselessly in one nearly useless arms tipped with claws too weak to grasp with any real grip, if it wasn't for the fact the map was speared through by a claw it would have surely been dropped by now.
"It's stuck too far down for me to see a bloody thing."

The two guys looked at each other for a moment in disbeleif... then back to the dinosaur.. and back to each other.

"Okay.. they put something in the caffeteria food again.. they had to have drugged the food.. that's the only explination" the first guy said.

"I'm seeing it too, guy" the second guy

"Right.. right.. I'm a dinosaur.." the dinosaur, a Tyranosaurus Rex by the looks of it. "I'm Furnk.. and I was told I could come here to get some training?"

The two guys looked at each other for a moment "Dude.. is the dinosaur asking to spar?"

The second guy nodded. " Don't get a chance like that everyday.. this will be fun"

The two shinigami drew thier zanpak-to and advanced on the dinosaur.. who gave a sort of terrible grin and flexed his tail.

Kuki ran from rooftop to rooftop, finally he glanced back and saw how few were chasing him. "Only five thats an insult." Kuki spun around and unceremoniously dropped the girl.

"Ow..HEY!" she called out.

Kuki didn't look back, he just started walking towards the fast approching hollows and drew out his Zanpaktou.

"Only five and that other guy gets all the fun, must of been a seated officer. Pricks."

The first hollow, a lizard like monster swung its tail around denting the roof. Kuki was to the side of it waving his finger, "Here lizard, lizard, lizard." Another hollow punched down trying to crush him. Kuki blade slashed up severing the beasts arm. Before it could cry out Kuki jumped up and sliced it's mask in half.

Kuki landed then backflipped dodging another strike, in the middle of the flip he righted himself and spun cutting the offending hollow in half. "Two down, 3 to go." Kuki turned just in time to see the tail that smacked into him and sent him creening over the other side of the rooftop.

"Okay that just put me in a REAL bad mood." Kuki spun his Zanpaktou.
"Watch closely boys this is gonna be fast. Burn the Heavens and twist the winds Ikazuchi uchiwa!!"

A blast of air and lighting played about him as Kuki shot froward and slashed his blade fanning out and cruelly cut into the Lizard hollow killing it. One of the two remaining hollows slammed it's fist down only to find 3 red tubes spinning around creating a wind shield, blocking it's fist.

"Nice try." Kuki spun slicing the beast into several peices. The last hollow was running away. Kuki extended his hand but a glowing arrow shot from behind him and nailed the reterating hollow in the back. Kuki turned around to see the injured girl lowering her bow.

"Not bad what kind of attack was that?" Kuki said as his sword changed back and he sheathed it. The girl readied her bow.

"Remember the quincy?" she asked.

Kuki scratched his head and gave a confused look.

"What the hells a Quincy?" he replied. The girl now wore a stunned/surprised face.

"What the hells a Quincy?" he replied. The girl now wore a stunned/surprised face.

“Somebody failed history I see.” Called a sly voice

The shinagami and quincy looked quickly over towards the voice to see another shinagami standing on another rooftop not to far from them.

“Shall I fill you in? Mister…” Smiling because she startled them.

“Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa tenth division” Kuki said taking the que.

“Quincy are forbidden to you use their powers to kill enemies. Do you know why?”

Kuki shook his head and the quincy tensed.

“It’s because quincy are creatures similar hollows, in that they tip the balance of souls. You see, just like hollows, their victims souls are completely destroyed and do not pass on to the next world. It was for this reason that, like hollows, there was an order given to exterminate all quincy who would not give up their ways. We shinagami slaughtered them to the brink of extinction. Sadly, the kill order was lifted before we could finish the job. Still it is forbidden for any quincy to use their power to kill, and not obeying is punishable by Death! I Sumashiya Onryou second division’s fifth will see that justice is served.” Onryou proclaimed with an unsympathetic look.

“What? She didn’t have a choice! She was already surrounded by hollows by the time me and the other shinagami showed up!” Kuki prosted.

Onryou stood there for a moment nonchalantly. Her family house had fallen from nobility during the Quincy Rebellion, but her family never told her why. She didn’t really know what to think of it all really… and she really did not care. But she never fought a quincy before and this could prove amusing, like she was concerned with the balance of souls anyway. Onryou shifted her weight to one leg and stared down at the already injured quincy… she won’t be challenging enough. Kuki will most likely defend her she thought and smiled.

“Any last words quincy? You have yet to say anything.” Onryou said

“Go to hell!” she spat

At that Onryou drew her sword and leapt to their rooftop and drew her zanpaktou.

“I won’t allow this.” Kuki said defiantly as he drew his zanpaktou.

“I was counting on it!” Onryou yelled as her red eyes flashed and she charged forward.

The quincy took a step back and summoned her bow as Kuki ran forward to meet Onryou. Onryou leapt over Kuki’s slash however and held her left palm open towards the quincy. The quincy released an blue arrow at her as a red ball of energy formed quickly in Onryous hand. Onryou slashed the arrow down the middle and release the shot of red fire at the Quincy. The quincy leapt back to avoid a direct hit, but was tumbling from the force of the explosion. As Onryou landed she spun quickly to parry Kuki’s attack. She smiled into his emerald eyes as he glared into her blood stained ones. They broke off and then swiftly reengaged in a dance of sword play. It was fast and furious, just how she liked. Onryou could since however that the quincy was getting back up and she did not fancy an arrow in her back. Onryou put all her might into two horizontal slashes from each side forcing distance between herself and Kuki. Then she twirled and delivered a powerful right-handed overhead swing. It was blocked, expectedly, by Kuki and he drove his left leg into her gut, but at the same moment Onryou released white lighting into his chest with her left hand. Onryou fell back a bit as Kuki stumbled back from the kido spell. This was the opportunity she wanted though. She sprung up quickly and dashed toward the quincy.

‘All this quincy seems capable of is shooting arrows!’ Onryou laughed in her mind as she easily dodged two shots. ‘I’ll just have my fun with Kuki.’

Onryou slashed the quincy’s bow arm and kicked her in the chest. As the quincy fell Onryou started to bring her sword down. “Pathetic!”

There was an awesome crash of thunder as Onryou's blade came down, only to collide with another sword. Onyrou frowned and without changing her pose, her eyes travelled to side, up the length of this new sword to stare at its owner. Ryoko stood there, calmly holding sword between Onyrou's and the prone Quincy.

"Who are you?' Onyrou hissed dangerously, angered that this unknown would interfere with her duty.

Ryoko was not fazed by her tone however, and glared furious from behind his mask at the young woman, watching her flinch suddenly, as if stabbed by an invisible force. Without warning she changed her stance and swung her blade at him, but in the same motion he disappeared and blade slashed through air. Her eyes went wide as his blade suddenly pressed against her throat and she felt his presence behind her.

"Should I kill you now?" he whispered coldly, his voice passing through her like waves of freezing ocean. "Should I slit your throat little girl and spare you the misery of being a puppet of the Gotei 13? Thats what happens to their puppets you know. Thrown away like useless garbage, when their usefullness has ended. What makes you think you'll be any different?"

"You dont know what you're talking about!" Onyrou hissed angrily.

Ryoko laughed, but it was full or pity. "I remember when I was so naive as to have replied like that. Its pathetic really."

"Go to hell!" she snarled.

Ryoko let her struggle out of his hold and disappeared again as she turned and slashed. She looked around for him with her face twisted with rage, angered that this stranger would talk to her in such away or speak of the Gotei 13 the way he had. It pissed her off.

"You're not ready to fight me little girl" Ryoko replied harshly, appearing in front of the injured Quincy once more, his sword sheathed and his stance relaxed. "Go home."

"GO TO HELL!" She screamed, raising her sword up and then bringing it down for the killing blow.

Without warning spirit energy engulfed the whole area around the four and Onyrou's blade froze a hairs width from Ryoko's mask as she stood paralyzed in place as were the other two.

"I told you, you're not ready to fight me" Ryoko repeated quietly.

"What.........are you!?" Onyrou gasped

"Far beyond your capabilities" he replied.

He turned around and calmly picked the injured Quincy up and started to leave.

"Wait!.......She.....must die!!!" Onyrou screamed desperately.

Ryoko turned and glared straight into her soul.

"The only ones that must die are those that are truly guilty of evil deeds and not those wrongly targeted because of the Gotei 13's and Emperor's fear of losing their power over Soul Society. The only ones that must die, are them!" he hissed, his spirit force expanding upon itself and causing Onyrou to tremble. "Be careful next time you mindlessly try to kill a Quincy little girl, you never know when I might be watching."

And with that he disappeared with the Quincy. As soon as he did his spirit force disappeared and Onyrou slumped to the ground in disbelief, and few seconds later Kuki followed suit.

* * *

Ryoko appeared several blocks away on top of a building and carefully set the Quincy down.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

Kuki was blasted back as the kido hit his chest thankfully only leaving a nasty burn mark and not a bloody hole. He watched as yet another Shinigami, this one wearing a mask appeared and quickly halted Onyrou's assault. Then watched as he dissappered with the quincy girl. He looked at the Trembling female Shinigami. He picked up his blade.

"Hey bitch didn't forget about me did ya?"

Kuki flash stepped and slashed to have his blade blocked by her's.

"Your not dead?" she asked.

"Next time don't just right me off as a pissant." Kuki finished the slash sending her back.

"Guess your still shell shocked." he said.

The Onyrou charged jumped up and slashed down kuki dodged back and jumped to the side to dodge her second attack. Then slashed down parrying a third strike. Kuki dodged back again but Onyrou's attack was faster slicing into Kuki's side with a shallow cut.

"Not bad lady guess I'd best up the ante. Burn the heaven's and twist the winds ikazuchi uchiwa!"

Kuki stood his blade to his held at his side, then without shifting stance charged forward Onyrou blocked his strike then stabbed forth. Kuki slashed down with the flat of his blade then his blade fanned out as he slashed up the tips of the fan cutting into Onyrou drawing blood. Onyrou jumped back several times. Then fired off another white lighting aiming for Kuki's head. The shot dispersed just before it hit his head as three kaze kuda spun around in a circle blocking the attack.

Onyrou: "What? what the hell are those?"

Kuki: "Kaze kuda they can solidify spirit particles or disrupt kido. Look down you'll see a few more."

Onyrou looked down to see three more twirling around her leg.

Kuki: "You cut me I cut you, you hit me with a spell.."

Kuki held up his hand and pointed his fingers at her.

"Carriage of thunder. Bridge of a spinning wheel. With light, divide this into six Bakudo 61. Six Rods Prison of Light."

six rods of light slammed into Onyrou's sides pinning her to that spot. Kuki flurried his sword then sheathed it. the Kaze kuda dissappered. He looked in the direction he thought the Masked shinigami went. And began to walk that way.

Onyrou: "Where the hell are you going!"

Kuki looked back.

Kuki: "To make sure that Quincy women is okay. In the meantime you cool off there Doll face."

Kuki began to race across the rooftops.

“HANKI!” Onryou shouted and the Six Rod Prison of Light dispersed immediately.

Kuki, now two rooftops away, stopped upon hearing Onryou shout and turned to face her. He stared bemused upon seeing that she was free of his spell.

“Next time don’t just write me off as a piss ant…” Onryou called mockingly. “Though I must say my face is something to look at, unlike yours.” She finished haughtily and brushed her bangs away from her face to show it off.

“If you want it to stay like that don’t try to stop me from helping the quincy.” Kuki said challengingly.

“They let anyone join the Gotei 13 these days I see. Did you pass out from the spiritual pressure of that ronin? If you haven’t figured it out, dumbass, the quincy has been saved; no thanks to of course. Besides what if that ronin decided to kill her? If you cannot beat me what could you possibly do to him? I would stay and play with you some more, but I have better things to do than waste time idiots such as yourself. See you around fool.” And with that Onryou stabbed her zanpaktou into the air and turned it as if it were a key.

A pair of sliding doors appeared and Onryou entered them without giving Kuki a glance back. Moments later she appeared in Soul Society and began walking hastily to her quarters. People moved hurriedly out of her way as she came by because they could see she was in a bad mood and knew better. As she entered her abode she closed the door slowly and deliberately. She then sat crossed legged on a mat in front of a cabinet and began to fell along her neck and felt the mark left by the masked ronin… and his cursed red eyes.

“DAMNIT!” yelled Onryou as she slammed a fist against a wall.

To think that her life could have been snuffed out so easily it infuriated her. She was so furious that her eyes stung with tears. Who the hell was he? Why was their such a powerful shinagami outside the Gotei’s control… She was completely helpless against him.

“Never again.” She promised quietly to herself.

She then started bandaging her wound given to her by Kuki. She wondered who was that fool, and for him to be able to keep up with her in a sparring meant he was relatively skilled. Let alone to be able to flash step, which was a skill she had yet to master… He also obtained shikai, yet another ability she has not obtained. And with that thought she tied off her bandage a bit too tightly and caused more bleeding. She got up and entered her bedroom striping off most her cloths and plopped on her back onto her bed sword in hand. She then unsheathed it and held the blade out before her. She pulled her hair back and examined its length with both eyes carefully, as if searching for something she missed before.

“Tell me, Zanpaku-to, what is your name?” she whispered. But the blade remained silent as always. “I humbly ask that you grant me your strength…?” she said felling rather foolish. Then she tried to communicate mentally… still nothing. “Still a mute eh? Or you must be freaking sleeping huh? Allow me to wake your ass up!” She proclaimed spitefully and was about to fling it across the room, as she had done countless times before.

But she stopped. It was pointless… She sheathed the blade and set it on the floor next to her bed. She had a dead zanpaku-to just like Kenpachi Zaraki. And just like Zaraki, she to had to become stronger with her own strength; not that of her zanpaku. Onryou raised her right hand and closed it into a fist.

“Tomorrow, I will become stronger than I am today” Onryou declared boldly.

Kuki stood bemused as the female sour reaper returned to soul society. And scratched his head.

"She's right about that ronin." Kuki sat down with his legs crossed and scratched his chin.

"A quincy girl, a bunch of hollows and a fight against a fellow soul reaper. Well guess it's time to head back too. Only question is how much do I report?"

Kuki stood and flinched his wound reminding him he was bleeding. "Deeper then I thought." Kuki reached into his shirt and pulled out his Sake bottle and attempted to take a drink but none came out, a vein popped out on his head as he swore and threw the bottle down shattering it.

"Okay definitely heading back now." Kuki drew his blade but suddenly remembered his gigi was still slurpen ramen. "I always forget the details."

Kuki turned the way he originally came from and dropped to the streets below to begin his walk back to the ramen shop.

The squad looked around. So much death. “are they sure that there was only one Hollow here? I cant find a single living person or soul in the entire city, everyone not taken by the hollow has fled.” The Squad leader barely moved as she scanned the area. No wonder they sent an entire 7 person squad of Division 2. Several hundred people wiped out in one night and worst of all soul society didn’t even find out until it was almost over, there were going to be questions and panic from this in the human world and probably just as much in soul society. “Squad I don’t want you to spread out any farther than line of sight with the rest of the squad. Anything capable of killing off several hundred people before a single Shinigami could get here while leaving no trace isn’t something we should underestimate.” the squad started to move forward when a strange voice stopped them in their tracks. The voice carried no hint of gender and sounded like whoever it belonged to was painfully inhaling at the same time, the creepiest part was the odd echo to it that they went quite sure they heard. “No you shouldn’t underestimate me” the entire squad turned to face the area the voice came from but saw nothing. “everyone backs to each other.” the squad formed up while standing in the air covering all angles even above and below. A static sound “How” more static buzzing “cute” . one of the team shook his head as if to clear it. “it’s using something like flash step. We wont be able to see it just standing here. We’re sitting ducks.” the team leader signaled and they all shot off using flash step.
One of them saw the hollow and charged right at it’s unmoving form and brought his blade down on the mask only to have it bounce off before an intense wave of spirit pressure swept over him, so strong a pressure he couldn’t even breath. “The mousy thinks it can hurt the cat. What’s one mouse think it can do to a liger?” the strange hollow bent down and touched it’s right pointer finger to his head. The shinigami was wracked in pain as a chain sprouted from his chest and bound him to the ground. The rest of the team was frozen as much by shock as by the immense pressure.
The hollow reined in it’s spirit pressure enough to let them move as it walked forward slowly “My my. You prey have grown uppity and powerful recently. Not a one of you outright died when I released my spirit pressure” Another of the shinigami charged him using flash step and he simply reached his hand out and grabbed her by her throat and slammed her into a nearby stone pillar. “You must know you cant win. Why must you struggle?” the skeletal face almost grinned. “Of course with out the struggles it wouldn’t be so interesting.” It reached out and once again a shinigami sprouted a soul chain binding it to the ground. So much fun.

Later

6 of the shinigami were herded into his personal dimension. The other, the leader, was left behind as a message. Her arms and legs were each nailed to a wall with one of her team’s Zanpaku-to. Her head was severed and tied by it’s hair to the hilt of her own Zanpaku-to which was impaled to the side of her body with the word Reaper written in her blood under it. The other two Zanpaku-to were holding the flesh of her torso to the side exposing her innards like at an autopsy. Reaper held out his hands and unleashed his Cero blowing up large portions of the city before leaving.

Jericho’s Location

The katana in Jericho’s right hand began to quiver. His reiatsu encompassed the blade and gave it the appearance of steam wafting from it. Jericho crouched into a sprinter like stance as the blade continued to shimmer and grinned. In a flash the katana blade erupted in a flash of black light and in its place stood a massive zanbatô sword with veins of red that run along the length of the blade from the hilt. The blade split down the center and ethereal blue light filled the center. For an instant a crow with brilliant red eyes manifested upon Jericho’s shoulder before it vanished.

“Let’s begin.” Jericho exploded from his crouch and as his blade sliced through the first hollow it exploded in a shower of blood before its remains were purified and faded into the Soul Society. “Next?”

The hollows fell as though they were an intricate set of dominos. One after another they were vanquished without much argument. None were able to match his increased speed nor were they able to deflect or block his released Zanpaku-to. Those hollows that were not cut asunder immediately exploded due to his Zanpaku-to’s special ability. As the last fell Jericho rested the massive blade on his shoulder and surveyed the destruction. Nothing too extreme, he’d managed to only destroy a few telephone poles, a detached garage and leveled a vacant two storey house.

At that instant he became aware of the other reiatsues and their approximate location, he was especially concerned about the one that was very close to the Quincy. It was much stronger then anything else, including him, in the area. With that in mind he quickly began his pursuit and hoped the young girl wasn’t in any harm.

Sakura’s Location

“Uh yes. I’m fine. Thank you…?” Sakura spoke disjointedly and stammered a few words as she realized just how far they had traveled.

The masked man remained stoic and Sakura winced at her injuries as the adrenaline began to subside within her veins. She bit her lip to stifle herself; she did not want to appear weak in front of this man, even though he had saved her life.

“Do you have a name?” She asked tentatively as she nursed her injured arm.

Sumashiya Onryou’s Location

While she stood with her fist raised something unexpected occurred. Onryou looked down to see her Zanpaku-to rattling against her side. At first it was a slight quiver but it continued to escalate to a violent seizure like frenzy. In astonishment Onryou quickly unsheathed the blade and at that instant a voice crept into the back of her mind. It was cold, icy, mocking, and seemingly reptilian in its tone. “Asleep am I? Lazy am I? Mute am I? Let us see just how quiet and lethargic I am shall we?” In a terrifying surge of reiatsu that emanated from the katana, Onryou felt her hand and arm become numb and lose all sensation. As though her limb were acting in accordance with some other mindset, the arm quickly repositioned the katana a hair’s width away from her jugular. “Do I look asleep now whelp?” The sword spirit asked sardonically as the tip of the katana softly kissed the flesh of her neck, a feather’s weight of any more pressure would have split the skin and coated her in red, but the katana remained steadfast, on the brink of ending the shinigami’s life.

Jericho’s Location

His Shinigami cloak was like a black blur through the afternoon light. The rain had ceased and now the sun had returned from its vacation from behind the clouds. Water trickled down Jericho’s hair and into his eyes but he paid no heed as he leapt from rooftop to rooftop quickly closing the distance between himself and the female Quincy.

Until his cell phone rang.

He came to a halt on the edge of a building, not more then a few city blocks away. The text message on the cell phone could not be disobeyed, despite his reservations for the Quincy girl’s safety. He quickly drew out his blade and drove it into an invisible keyhole and turned the lock, an instant later he vanished.

Soul Society

Yachiru Kusajishi, sucking on a lollipop that Byakuya Kuchiki had given her after one of the Shinigami Women's Association meeting, gave her subordinate a once over before she began in the most serious tone in which she was capable. “Silver tongue, you are ordered to patrol the region from which you have just returned. You are to attend the local high school. Monitor any Quincy activity in the region and report your findings. Got it Silver Tongue?”

Jericho nodded. “Why this particular town?”

The grave look on her young face rattled Jericho, he had rarely seen her look so sorrowful. “We recovered the body and Zanpku-tos of a squad that was sent on a routine hollow culling. Their squad leader was impaled to a wall with their swords and her own was tied to her severed head. You will be the advanced scouting party until more information is made available. Other divisions shall be sending their own scouts to the area over the next few days as well.”

On that note she broke into a huge grin. “Play time! You can’t catch me I’m the gingerbread girl!” With that she seemingly vanished and Jericho all but fell over at the diametric shift in her personality and understood this was part of his Shunpo training. He sighed and stood up and began to race after her.

Diablo’s Location

Diablo grinned as he found himself in a large Coliseum structure after his initial meeting with the all-powerful Aizen-sama. He had been offered the opportunity to serve his lord as faithfully as any hollow could have asked. But first he needed to prove himself and in this Coliseum were others also vying for the coveted position. His tailed twitched anxiously; they would all make fitting meals and help him ascend to even greater levels of power. Gin Ichimaru sat lazily in the only seat in the coliseum and with a flick of his hand, the slaughter began.

Jericho sprinted around a corner, hot on Yachiru's trail.. the younger looking girl staying just out of his reach, probobly on purpose as she could easily outpace him if she really wanted to. A few thuds and shouts alerted him that he was nearing division 11's training grounds. He didn't think Yachiru was dragging him there to spar.. so it probobly just happened to be along the way...

And then a loud gutteral roar shook the halls near the training ground, and Yachiru stopped in her tracks and did a brief skip in place "He's here! The new guy Ken drafted is here!" She turns around and ducks under Jericho's arms as he tries to grab her during her distraction.

However, he wasn't prepared for the body of one of the unseated members who had been sparring in the training ground to fly out of training center through an open door and slammed right into his side like a flying ragdoll and knocked him into a nearby wall. Jericho was more surprised that injured, and got out from the tangle of limbs that resulted from the impact, the shinigami-projectyle was pretty stunned from the impact and wasn't moving after that.

"What was THAT?" He asked Yachiru, who was setting on a fence and cheering.

"New guy.. look over there" She pointed, and Jericho's eyes went wide in shock.

"A dinosaur"

"Yep" the girl responded.

"In a shinigami uniform" Jericho continued.

"Yep" came the reply again.

"That's some release" Jericho marveled.

"That's no release as all, he really IS a dinosaur.. awesome, isn't it?"

Inside the training area, Frunk swished his tail to knock aside his current aponent, batting them into the wall and whirling to catch them in his maw once they rebounded, shaking them savagely, but he had the care not to bite down enough to bite his opponent in half. He opened his maw as threw his opponent into the air, where the man whirled and brought his zanpak-to down, slashing across the dinosaur's nose and muzzle.

Frunk growled and lunged forwards, using his head as a battering ram to slam the training partner into a wall, then lept backwards with agility one wouldn't suspect of a dinosaur his size and then did a spinning kick to the guy before he could get up.

"The dinosaur knows martial arts?" Jericho found himself asking blankly again.

"Yep!" Yachiru chimed again.. then cupped her hands togeather and yelled you "I've got next fight! I've got next fight!"

Jericho turned back to watch a fight continue, then scratched his head "Where did we even FIND one of those?" But Yachiru was so absorbed in watching the fight she didn't bother to respond.

"Do you have a name" asked the girl.

Ryoko didn't reply at first, he just quietly turned and walked quietly to the edge of the building and looked out over the city scape.

"Depends on which name you want. If you want my real name then you're out of luck because I no longer recognize that name or its significants to me anymore. I use a name of my own choosing, a name suited to me. I am Ryoko Akatora" he replied finally.

"why did you save me?" she asked.

"Were you not listening?" he arched an eye brow. "I will not sit idly by and allow the genocidal eradication of your kind. My kind have a lot to answer for and I will stop them whenever I can."

"But they'll kill you" she pointed out.

"They've tried..." he grinned sadly behind the mask.

A hidden cave lined in Seki-seki stone
Okami sat in front of a small fire careful to keep from getting too close. IT was only within the confines of the dampening effects of the Seki-seki that Okami could rest without fear of damaging his few possessions. “So much happening so quickly.” he looked over at the cave opening “Sometimes I think it just be better for me if I just sealed up this place and just drifted off. But even though my people would try to kill me on sight they need me. Those damn Shinigami cant handle it all on their own and if it wasn’t for the threatened human souls and what they’ve done I’d laugh at them for cutting off their one group of allies.”

Soul society
Ash was on his way to the division 11 training grounds. He might not like their attitudes but they were some of the few who he could spar without holding back, not to mention he was told to follow one of them to the human world to investigate what ever it was that took out an entire squad of division 2. He still didn’t understand why they were sending so few people if it took out an entire 7 person team of division 2. Ash might be ranked 3rd seat in his division but third seat or not the power to take them out and the mentality to leave the team leader like that… whatever did this was worse than any hollow he’d ever faced. And he was sure they were leaving something out when they told him about it but that would have to wait for later as he was here and.

"Where did we even FIND one of those?" Ah good Jericho, one of the few people in that division he could stand to be around, infact he felt a kinship to him. “One of what….” Ash looked at what Jericho and his tiny lieutenant were looking at and he understood why Yachiru looked so happy. “Okay I know my Captain is an anthromorphic fox, but this is…. This is a bit much.” Ash shook his head, then turned to Jericho “Please tell me you’re the one they’re sending to the human world”

Reaper’s ‘little’ pocket dimension

Reaper walked by the cages one human per cage each one bound to the center by a soul chain. He passed them by and headed for a raised dais and his ‘guests’ “like my home?” the new soul reapers strained against their imposed soul chains “What you don’t like your accommodations prey?” the laughter that came from the hollow was a sound that carried no hint that it was ever human. “I Call them my processing chambers. The cell walls are strong enough to keep even a hollow trapped and I set them up to suffer and make sure they put lots and lots of strain on their soul chains. No sense wasting time, this makes them hollows much quicker and if that takes too long I have ways of speeding it up”
One of the shinigami spat at him “What‘s your plan monster?” Reaper pointed at the cages where almost half of the humans he took were on their way to becoming hollows “Just a little present”

"Now who can not speak?" A voice hissed in Onryou's mind

Onryou let out a deep chuckle and displayed a zealous grin on her face. The sudden movement caused the tip of draw blood from her neck, but she did not care. This may be the happiest moment of her life, to finally have her Zanpaku-to to speak to her. What a powerful and chilling reiatsu that now leaked from the blade... simply marvelous.

"I am so happy" Onryou put a slight more pressure on the blade being held at her throat. A stream of blood now came from the wound.

"To finally" She then started moving moving her neck to position the tip of the blade to one end of the wound left by that masked ronin, carving a new wound on her neck along the way.

"MEET YOU!" She then reopened the wound by retracing it with the tip her zanpaku-to.

"Is that so?" the voice laughed in her consciouses.

She felt herself regain control of her sword arm and she laid the sword down before her oh so gently. She rubbed her neck roughly with her left hand before pulling her hand back staring at it with her left eye. She slid the blood between her fingers thinking it will scar nicely. For this is a day she vowed not to forget. The day she found out how helplessness felt like, and the day a power granted itself to her so that she won't ever fill helplessness again.

"I am Sumashiya Onryou. Tell me PARTNER, what is your name!" Onryou asked feverishly.

The lights flickered and in her mind her zakpaku-to revealed itself to her. It was some sort of reptilian, six legged creature. It had splendid green scales on its back and soft cream ones on its belly. Long black spikes ran down the length of its spine.The head had haunting golden eyes that looked as though they took in everything. Its mouth mouth was filled to the brim with multiple rows of teeth. Large black horns protruded from its the top its head. It raised its self up on four legs now, the other two limbs more like arms now. The sight made Onryous hair rise and sent shivers down her spine.

"You will call me ANIMUS" it declared, flicking its forked tongue, and failed its spiked tail.

Reaper strolled over to one of his ‘guests’ “Hmmm you Shinigami aren’t the smartest bunch. I’m not sure your people will remember who I am. So I think I’ll write them a little note”

Later somewhere near the last city he attacked
Reaper aimed his hand at the town and let loose a cero blast blowing apart several buildings but only killing a few people. “Well it cant all be fun” he turned to face the two Shinigami hanging by their feet and smiled. “hope they get the message” both Shinigami had been stripped of flesh and were tied to the upper branches by their own innards. They had their removed flesh stitched into a canvas and their hands stitched to the canvas in a way to look like they were holding it. Written into the flesh canvas was a message
In case you didn’t get my last hint I am Reaper. The same one your histories have mentioned for the past 3000 that has appeared and slain you fools leaving only vague clues. I have grown tired of this old game and plan to play by new rules. Hope the dice roll good for you
Burrowed into the skull of each of the unfortunate Shinigami was a die made of bone with a scythe and skull image in place of the one

Kuki finally found his gigi standing out in the rain seemingly oblivious to the rain.

"Of course I got the moron."

Kuki hopped down and grabbed his gigi but his phone rang just as his konpaku popped out. The text was from his assistant captain telling him to return to soul society. So he popped it back in and opened the doorway.

An hour later he was walking down a hallway to see Assistant captain Matsumoto. He slid the door open and bowed quickly to her, but glanced up to see it was Captain Hitsugaya instead. Kuki stood up straight.

"Captain?"

Hitsugaya: "Matsumoto's goofing off so I had to tell you."

Kuki: "Tell me what captain?"

Hitsugaya took a sip of tea the said: "A full team of 2nd division soul reapers were killed we don't know what did it but we're sending an advance scout team. Your the strongest non-seated officer so were sending you. You'll be working with the 7th seat of 11th."

Kuki bowed and said: "So if I do your not losing much. Will I be posing as anyone in particular?"

Hitsugaya: "The 7th seat can tell you the rest. Your dissmissed."

Kuki turned and left walking past the company stables and heading towards 11th company. As he turned a corner he stopped dead as a dinosuar with a sword on it's tail fought with two other Shingami.

"What in the..."

Jericho noded in response. "Yeah." With that he turned and was about to leave with his newly assigned partner when he caught sight of a familar face. It was that other shinigami who had helped him rescue that Quincy girl. The two caught sight of one another and the young shinigami rushed over.

"Looks like we're partners again...?" He waited for a name. He was horrible with names, though he never could forget a face.

"Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa."

"That's a mouthful." Jericho grinned and patted him on the back. "Name's Jericho. Let's get to the gate." He glanced over at his lieutenant who was still very much engrossed in the sparring match. With that the trio left as even more shinigami began to crowd around to watch the match.

Elsewhere

Sakura gave the masked man a nervous smile. "Thank you once again. I should be going. Thank you." She turned and made her way towards the fire escape ladder to head down from the roof and back about her business.

Kuki was walking next to Jericho when he turned his head.

"My captain said you would tell me what the mission was, and you can call me Kuki."

Jericho: "We pose as students and monitor and report any quincy activity in the area the squad was killed in."

Kuki gave a deep sigh. "Why is it always students? why not musicians or something original."

Jericho: "You ever hear a shinigami play a Guitar?"

Kuki: "Whats a Guitar?"

Jericho: "My point exactly."

Kuki looked ahead and blinked for a second then shook his head. "Never mind lets just grab our gigi's Konpaku and get out of here."

Somewhere in japan



Inoko walked quietly through the streets, not paying much attention as to where he was going because he was reading some kind of book. After a while he'd close the book and stuff it in a pocket as he felt something nearby and would head off into that direction. He already had a feeling that he knew what he was going to run into.

As he moves around the corner, he saw hat he knew he had felt before, a Hollow and a spirit it was attacking. He would reach up and touch his cross briefly and looks at the hollow before thinking quietly to himself. "Well, I guess this ones for you dad." He would materialize his Crossbow, it was a little unorthodox for a quincy, but it wasnt unheard of. He materialized a crossbow bolt and loaded it and shot at the hollow. "Hey big black and Ugly, leave that person alone!"

The hollow turned to face him and he saw the mask and smirked. "nice of you to come out and play." he would materialize another bolt of ammo for his crossbow, this one looking distinctively different than the last. it seemed to be a golden energy sheathed in white and he loaded it as he hollow went to jump at him. A smirk crossed hsi face as he got closer. "come on, you have to be faster than that!" pulls the trigger and lets the oddly glowing bolt fly through the hollow's mask and through its body, but something strange happened, instead of being destroyed, something happened to it that usually only Shinigami could do.... purify it. The wayward soul would end up in the soul society, without a shinigami send off, which he was sure would be confusing to them.

"Let's see how long it takes them to figure that one out." His crossbow would vanish as he walks off quietly down an alleyway, not so much as waiting for a Thank you from the spirit, as he didnt want to be around for when the shinigami were bound to show up to investigate.

Japan

Leones leapt from rooftop to rooftop, trailing a few metres behind him was the 2nd Divisions 5th seat Sumashiya Onryou. About 300 metres ahead of them was the Location where the 7 members of the 2nd were killed and where the other Shinigami sent by Soul Society were meant to be meeting them.

“Hey Slow down.” Onryou yelled at him from behind. “I’m still injured remember.”

Soul Society

4 hours earlier.

Leones was stampeding down the corridor of the Main barracks for the 2nd division in an obviously foul mood, while most of the seated and unseated officers knew to stay out of his way on the rare occasions he gets like this a couple of unfortunate recruits found out the hard way when he threw them into a wall for getting in his way. After he’d left the main corridor a lower seated officer helped the 2 recruits that were face planted into the wall up and took them to the 4th division medical centre.

“Who was that.”

“And what was his problem”

the 2 recruits asked to which the young officer replied

“That was Leones Ishino, this divisions 3rd seat. And his problem is that an entire squad from this division was butchered while on patrol in the living world.”

Not caring if she was awake or not Leones barged into Onryou’s room yelling

“GET YOUR CRAP TOGETHER AND COME WITH ME.” As he was turning to leave again he noticed the wound on her neck. “What the Hell happened to you?”

Sakura made her way home to properly tend to her wounds. She was still greatly unnerved by the entire situation itself. She had been taught about Shinigami but up until now she had never seen one in person, let alone so many in one place. It also rattled her over the various ways in which they perceived her. Some appeared to genuinely desire her dead while others appeared to want to genuinely keep her alive. It was all too much for her to process at once.

She had barely realized that she was already walking up her front doorsteps when she came out of her deep thoughts. She winced as she opened the door and walked inside and made for the first aid kit that was kept under the kitchen sink.

It had been a long time since she'd been this badly injured. She barely recollected the last time she had to patch herself up. It was after one of her very first encounters with a pack of hollows maybe six or seven years ago. She involuntarily traced the faded scar line that ran down the center of her chest. The backdoor slammed shut and she jumped as she was violently returned to the real world.

"Sakura? I'm home!" Her aunt called as she bustled through the backdoor carrying the groceries. Sakura turned slightly to shield the extent of her injuries from her aunt who dropped the bags on the kitchen table. "Sakura? What happened to you dear?"

"Nothing, just ran into some unpleasent company is all."

"Unpleasent my ass, let me take a proper look at you." Her aunt quipped and surveyed the injuries. "Well it could've been a lot worse, so tell me, where did this happen?"

Sakura sighed in defeat and began to recant her tale.

“What the Hell happened to you?” Leon demanded even though he looked as if he did not want bad news.

Onryou cursed inwardly, besides the fact that she was in nothing but panties, the look on Leons face and his tone means something bad had just gone down.

"In the human world, I went to... assist with a rapid appearance of hollows. During the mission I ran into shinigami Kuki Ryorokuro kiyotusa 10th divison who was protecting a unknown female quincy." Onryou paused for a moment. She then got up and started getting dressed, her back turned away from Leon. "The quincy was using her forbidden power to kill hollows. So I was obligated to... neutralize her. Kuki made to protect her, so we fought, that is how I got this wound." Onryou indicated the bandaged wound on her side. "I broke off to end the quincy issue when yet another shinigami interfered. That is how I got this wound." Onryou raised her chin revealing her neck. "Sir, this shinigami is not under the Gotei 13s control. I measured his reiatsu can match that of a captains..."

"Why did he interfere? And his appearance?"

"He wanted to save the quincy. He stood about 6'6 with red eyes and red hair. His face was covered in a black mask that had red markings..."

"He let you go?" Leon said motioning the now dressed Onryou to follow

Onryou nodded and followed beside Leon. Onryou looked expectantly at Leon. Leon gave her a grim look before filling her in.

"An entire squad from our division was butchered while on patrol in the living world. We are to investigate." Leon

Onryou stopped in her tracks. "What! Our division! Do we know who or what the hell did this?" anger seething in her voice

"Reaper..." Leon said all to calmly and began walking.

Oryou stood there shocked. She wished she didn't not know history and its legends so well... Were she and Leon being sent to find information on Reaper... Onryou sucked her teeth and followed after Leon. Orders are orders.

Jericho raised his head at the presence of the two new reiatsus and then smirked inwardly as one of them was actually familiar. He cast a glance over at Kuki who also noticed the familar reiatsu. "Well isn't this just dandy. He and Kuki drew their Zanpaku-tos and pointed them at Onryou's neck as she rose from her crouched stance.

"Long time no see sugar." Jericho whispered so softly that the wind nearly swallowed his words.

In an instant every Zanpaktu-to was drawn and at someone's throat. "We've missed you." Kuki said with a grin.

Leon noted the resonating determination within both of their eyes and swore. "Okay, what the hell did I just walk into?"

Ash reached out and grabbed the two blades at Onryou's throat and held them “Keep your great temper in Jericho. Now is not a time for drawing on our own” he made sure to slide his glace over everyone as he said that. “The threat Azien poses is great and now we have this new threat. Do we really need to do our enemies’ job?” he slowly pulled back on the blades holding them in such a way as to not touch the blades “Now can we act as seated Shinigami in the Goti 13 should?”

Elsewhere
Okami had spent enough time looking over his options and all that had happened he saw only one way to continue helping the living souls he still guarded. “I only hope his offer still stands. I cant believe I’m gonna side with any of them.” he shook his head “but then again he isn’t really one of them anymore, and even when he was he was different.”
Okami exited his cave and traveled to the location an old ally once told him to go to if ever he felt he needed help. He just hoped he was still near there, as he was sure finding him otherwise would prove hard since they had both hidden from soul society for so long. “not that you can here me from here Akatora but I’m on my way.”

Kuki looked over at Ash as he backed up a bit and sheathed his blade.

"I agree with the white giant here."

Kuki waited till the others had sheathed their blades as well, he noticed the scar across Onyrou's throat and raised his eyebrow. "Now that we're not in murder mode can we get started?"

Leon: "You were first learn anything?"

Kuki: "No but I have had time to think, we're being told to report any Quincy activity but I don't think a quincy could do this."

Onyrou in a sarcarstic tone: "Really why not?"

Kuki missing the tone completely: "From what I know the quincy are few and far in between meaning most likely that they can't train with any experienced quincys. So they wouldn't have been able to take down an whole squad with out collateral damage. And it couldn't have been a group of them for the same reason."

Kuki waited calmly for the others to reply.

"Yo... Kuki... who told you guys to come here to investigate quincy...?" Onryou asked almost in disbelief... This guy... was already a fool... but the leader of this team...
"Jericho said that was the mission." Kuki point a thumb at Jericho

Onryou followed the thumb to look at Jericho standing a bit away looking at Onryou as if expecting trouble.

"So JER RI CO, how long have you guys been here INVESTIGATING!?" Onryou trying her best not to explode.

"Me, Kuki and Ash been here for a few minutes. Whats it matter?" irritation evident in his voice

"AND YOU FOUND NOTHING!"

"What in the hell is that look and tone your giving me!" Jericho said grasping the hilt of his zanpakuto.

In a flash Onryou dashed over to Jericho and delivered a savage uppercut to Jericho that sent him rocketing into the heavens while screaming "BAKA!". Onryou started heaving heavily as everyone else looked up into the sky shocked and amazed as Jericho twinkled out of existence... everyone besides Leon. Onryou started bandaging her pulverized knuckles as Kuki pointed up at the now falling Jericho and nudged Ash. Ash positioned himself to catch Jericho but of course was off missed by a hair and Jericho cratered into the earth.

"WHAT. THE. HELL!" Jericho spat with a battered body.

"Sorry, the sun was in my eyes." Ash mumbled

"YOU BITCH!" Jericho said leaping up and started running full speed at Onryou, sword drawn.

"MORON!" Onryou shouted and charged forward as well.

Right before they meet however Ash was between them and held them away from each other by the backs of their shirts... The captives started hacking and slashing at Ash arms in efforts to get free. Even with the severe damage he was taking Ash did not budge one bit.

"Shouldn't we help Ash?" Kuki asked pointing at the three. At that moment Ash helped himself and slamed Onryou and Jericho together knocking them out. Leon however gave no reply and pulled the sake hidden inside of kukis uniform out and poured some into a little cup, causing large veins to appear on Kukis forehead.

"What happened to keeping your temper?" Ash questioned Jericho

"He is to stupid... he has been here for 15 minutes and found nothing..."

"Investigating takes time!" Jericho hissed

Onryou pointed weakly to the wall of a nearby building... On it in big red letters was spelled REAPER.

"Reaper!" Jericho, Ash and Kuki said in unison.

Everyone stood around the wall morbidly, their wounds strangely missing. Bleak looks where passed throughout the group.

"How certain are we its him?" Ask asked Leon

"Pretty certain. Message left behind, taking the shinigamis with him. The amount of destruction at the other site as well." Leon said grimly.

"So, who is this Reaper guy?" Kuki asked

"Are you serious?" Jericho asked Kuki. Kuki just scratched the back of his head.

"Tch, even children know the name." Onryou sighed as she realized she had to give another history lesson... or rather lore. "Reaper is a name that has been around before the Gotei 13 was even founded. He appears at almost every major catastrophe in the human, such as Pompeii and during the Black Plague. Now whether he causes them or not is up for debate, I doubt it though. There is a rumor that in the infancy of the Gotei 13 reaper came in and terrorized the base; picking off shinigami. Some like to believe he is the reason the great Seki-Seki wall was built. Regardless, whenever he shows up he always takes at least twelve shinigami with him. He has taken seven already. " Onryou looked around the five of them and counted slowly and deliberately. "Seems we are the last five he needs." she finished her camp fire tale with a laugh.

"No, this time things will be different." Leon said

"I heard, he takes the shinigami alive. If we are swift, we can save them." Ash announced.

"We still don't know his where abouts." Kuki pointed out

"All we can do is wait" Leon said

"All right then." Jericho nodded to Leon. He turned and began to walk off into teh night, leaving some of his comrades a little stunned at his abrupt departure.

"Where teh hell do u think u're going dumbass?" Onryou shouted.

Jericho stopped, turned and smiled lazily at Onryou. "Our orders r to wait, he didn't specify that I had to wait with u." A few of his fellow shinigamis chuckled and even Leon bit back a smile that threatened to form at teh corners of his mouth.

"I'll see u in class tomorrow." He waved his hand in teh air as he strolled down teh street and headed towards teh house that teh Soul Society provided for shinigamis while on active duty in teh human world.

"What?" Onryou hissed so violently her whole body shook. "What os he talking about?"

OOC: Bloodimus Prime, u shall pay dearly for messing with my spelling :D

Kuki peered over to Onyrou, "Guess I'm not the only one not in the know."

Kuki reached out and grabbed his sake bottle back from Leon. "Ask next time please." and took a long deep drink. "See you guys in class." Kuki returned the bottle to it's pocket and took a jump off the side of the roof landing softly on the ground.

"Hope we don't have any math classes." Kuki started walking along the streets all the humans around him oblivious to his presence. He started to imagine what this reaper would be like, a huge monstrous beast or would it be more human like?

"This is gonna be interesting." Kuki walked past a clothing store, at which time he stopped abruptly, and stared at the clothing on display which was the new school uniform. "You gotta buy them?"

“Wait did he just say he’d…. god dam it.”

Leones looked over to Ash and Onryou, “Ash you tell her what’s going on, I’ve got to go catch Kuki.” He quickly Flashed as smile “Have Fun.”

Onryou was on the verge of exploding but before she could say anything Leones was already over the side of the building and running along the street chasing after Kuki. Finally Catching him staring in the window of a clothing store.

“You know it’s rude to stare, even if they can’t see you.”

“I’m not staring and no one told me I had to buy my school cloths.”

Leones gave out a small chuckle as he replied “ You don’t have to buy your school cloths, cause your not going., Only Ash, Jericho and Onryou are. Now come on we have to get the Safe House ready, Just hope it isn’t a 2 roomed Box like last time.”

9 hours Later

The Hollow let out one finally roar as the blade from Leo’s sword exited it’s neck, a fountain of blood following behind it. “That was quick, guess this is going to be an easy night after all.”

“Hey!”

“Huh?”

“Wh-Wh-Who the hell are you?! All Dressed up like a Shinigami and Shit! Very Suspicious!”

Following the sound of the voice he looked over to a near by roof top and was a little surprised to see another Shinigami with an Afro. “Who are You?”

The Other Shinigami let out an obnoxious sounding laugh “My name is Kurumadani Zennosuke! I’m an elite Shinigami tasked with watching this area. Well? Surprised?”

“Okay… well Kuru I’m Leones Ishino 2nd Division’s 3rd seat officer tasked with hunting down annoying afro wearing Shinigami like you!”

“Se-Se-Second Division?? I… Umm…” He pulled out a couple of bottles of Sake and through them over to Leones. “Here you can keep them, a gift, just pretend you didn’t see me!!!” With that he leapt of the side of the roof and began sprinting along the street in the opposite direction from where Leones was standing.

“he he he Ha HA HA all too easy.”


High above in the night sky a human shaped individual was looking down on the shinigami below, around his neck was what looked like the remains of a Hollow Mask.

“Enjoy the time you have left Shinigami, for soon it will be over!”

OOC: Apoc I was laughing my ass off at the afro guy. And I'm going to assume that was my Arrancar's intro.

IC:

Above the shinigami Yoshizawa stood smileing as usual. He had found a good one, according to Gin 2nd division was primarily unarmed fighters. His smile widened, he had come looking for Okami. But luck was on his side tonight. A static sound punched the air as he moved behind the shinigami his hair blowing slightly in the wind. The soul reaper strightned for a moment then turned around. Yoshizawa was half hidden in shadow. Yoshizawa snickered.

"You sensed me? heh, guess I can't hide my spirit pressure completely."

Leon: "Who are you?"

Yoshizawa: "Who? WHO!" Yoshizawa bent double laughing. Then stepped out of the shadow. Leon gasped when he saw the whole in his chest. and the bone white choker around his neck.

Yoshizawa: "Little shiniGAMI! It's not who..it's WHAT!!" Yoshizawa dissappered a static sound punching the air again. A second later he was behind Leon his hand slicing threw the air Leon jumped away but a thin cut opened along his cheek. Yoshizawa snickered again.

Yoshizawa: "Good your fast."

Onryou glared at Ash “What the hell does he mean?” Ash pointed at Jericho and Onryou “You took look too young to be adults in the human world and I can pass off as a teen. So you two will be spending time as students at the school and I’ll be along to make sure neither of your tempers get you or anyone else hurt while we’re there” as they started to show signs of arguing he took matters into his hands and released his spiritual pressure stunning both of them with shock. The intense spiritual pressure was as strong as a lieutenant’s. His voice never rose as he calmly said “Before you think of arguing remember this. Though I am not of your division I am a third seat. And so is Leones Ishino, and he at least is of your division. Now we have a job to do, our captains have tasked us with this. Now are we going to do our mission?” he looked them in the eyes and placed his hands on the tip of Qian Kun Ri Yue’s pommels and his voice rose “Or will we have to call in the 4th division to patch us up after I beat that into your skulls?”
Ashitaka reigned in his spirit pressure again and cursed looking at his left blade “Every time I give in to you something happens” he sensed two spirit pressures on par with what he just released. He was sure on of them was leo’s but the other couldn’t be Kuki, and it felt like a hollow’s.