He struggled against the chains, he shook them and pulled them and yanked and tugged, but his escape never came any closer. He let out a roar of anger and rage, a roar distinctly different than a normal hollow, this roar was deep and bassy. It was more similar to the roar of a dragon.
This creature looked like a dragon too. Or...maybe a dragon slayer ,rather. It certainly didn't look human.
She approximated It's height at around 6'3 or 6'4. It's mask was...horrifying, a demonic visage that seemed to venomously sneer at her, as if It was taunting her. It's body didn't do anything to banish the evil and hellish appearance It held.
It was lithe and lean, but not too lean. It seemed built for speed and precision but Its limbs most certainly held power. She was sure of it. It's right arm had overlapping articulate armor plating, with a solid bracer that was an obsidian black in the place of a hollow white. The right hand of the Creature seemed heavily armored too. The wickedly sharp claws were longer than the left hand's. The edge of the claws gleamed a bloody red.
She could easily see visions of It plunging Its hand into another hollow and goring them from the inside out. The left arm had no armor, but it did have and extension of the shoulder, it was only a couple inches though. A tattered sleeve clung barely to the arm, the extension being the only thing keeping it from slipping off. The sleeve ended a inch or two above the wrist and was as ripped and shredded as the other end.
Its chest had a hollow hole in the center. A black liquid slowly dripped from it, making a ghstly smear down the middle of his - could it even be called a he? - chest. Tribal marking swirled around the hole, but they gleamed. Just like the smear. It slowly registered that the markings were liquid too. The tattered remains of a Shinigami robe clung to his waist. Hollow masks of various shapes and sizes covered most of the black of the robes.
His feet had sharp talons on the end. His legs had backward knees, like a horse's or a dog's, and maintained the articulate plating his arms had.
But her focus on that awful mask. The sneering skull looked at her, the jagged mismatched teeth of that slasher smile mocking her with its horrible vision. Two curved horns sprouted from either side of the skull, and two blood red stripes ran down either eye. The left one had a scar in it, one that could only be made from a sword. It seemed burned into the mask, threatening to gouge out the eye of the beast.
And what a eye it was. Haunting yellow looked at her, contrasted sharply by the midnight black of the sclera far away the eye glowed yellow and no hint of humanity could be seen in those eyes. Chains surrounded it completely. Even going through the hollow hole on his chest and restraining him by wrapping itself on either side of his gaping chest.
She noticed that he also had a tail, bony and armored and tipped with a sharp barb. She also realized that he was staring at her. And then she heard its voice and Hallibel knew she would never forget that voice. It grated on her nerves, as she heard every fiber of her being told her to RUN and never look back. Her instincts screamed at her that this creature should not be trifled with. But his words contradicted her feelings.
"Pl - cough - pl - cough, cough - please he-h-help me." The rest of his words were swallowed by coughing and hacking that was sharpened by the double-toned echo. It was clear to Hallibel that he had not spoken in a long time. His voice was so intimidating, it sounded so evil. The double tones and watery sound of it scared her, but his words did not. She saw his eyes and finally realized what she was seeing in them. Pain. Desperation and...fear. Emotions of a person that had been through worse than anything her imagination could conjure.
She made her choice andshe sliced through his chains. Not without work though, it took all of her being to cut one link. But that was all that was needed. The chains slackened as their self-supporting structure was compromised, and he wiggled his way out of them. He collapsed to his knees, but as he did the last chain fell from his body. And an ocean came crashing down on Hallibel. She couldn't breathe, her body couldn't even register that it had fallen to the ground. She felt like she was being tossed up against the rocks by a tidal waves even though she realized that she wasn't even moving. She knew she was going to die, but as she was about to breathe her last, the pressure vanished.
Through the ringing of her ears and dizziness of her oxygen-deprived brain Hallibel heard gasping. It took a second to realize the gasping was her. She slowly and shakily rose to her feet and her eyes met the bowed head of the other hollow. She heard the awful, pained hacking sound of him attempting to speak again. "I-I'm s - cough - so-sorry - cough, cough"
Hallibel eyed him warily. She was aware of the fact that he was far more powerful than herself. She decided to take the route of diplomacy since she could not and would not survive an aggressive route. "What is your name, Hollow?" Hallibel said.
"My name...is...was Kurosa - cough, cough - actually n-no, it's...Ochiro Nushi."
"Do you intend to harm me?" the question conveyed Hallibel's tense and uncertain feelings towards her current situation. Normally she wouldn't be so blunt, but she felt her concern was warranted "Not...unless you...intend to...harm me." Hallibel noted the lack of coughing in his sentence.
"Then it seems we can be...tolerant of each other. ...How did you come to be here? In this..." She looked around the empty chasm she had descended into, "-place?" Hallibel noticed Ochiro tense up at her question and prepared herself for a physical retaliation.
"It is not an experience I would like to revisit at this point in time, not right here, and not right now." He looked into her eyes and she could see his eyes burning with emotion and will. Hallibel decided to let it be. "How did you get here?" Ochiro questioned with suspicion clear in his tone and posture.
"I was, and still am, looking for a suitable shelter for my...allies and myself, staying in the open is dangerous for us as we are targeted more due to our gender. Caves and mountains are nonexistent in Heuco Mundo, so I looked for a chasm or ravine for us."
"Heh, obviously you're looking in the wrong place, have you not looked across The Scar? Mountains and caves are all over there." Hallibel flinched back in surprise, "The Scar? I have never heard of such a place." Now it was Ochiro's turn to be surprised.
"Never heard of it? It splits Heuco Mundo in half, the one on the right being the mainland and the other being the Outlands, Vasto Lorde roamed the outlands in the hundreds. They came together to proclaim that the place would be a shelter and home for those who needed it."
Hallibel's eyes widened, "But surely I would have heard of such a place sooner than now? A place occupied by hundreds of Vasto Lorde! It would be legendary by this point!" Harribel couldn't fathom such a place.
"It was always a bit tight kept, the outlands, but The Scar was infamous, said to swallow the souls of all who tried to cross it. The fact you have never heard of it surprises me, how long have you been a hollow?" The demonic creature questioned.
"Close to 100 years." Ochiro's eyes narrowed, "Have you heard of La Ciudad de Hierro or anything similar, have you heard of the Escusdos?" Hallibel sensed that the hollow was frantic and worried, " 'The Iron City'? I am afraid not, I have not heard of these 'Escudos' either."
Ochiro's shoulders sunk in horror and despair, "No...no, no, NO! How long have I been in these chains?! Take me to the surface!" Ochiro's angry roar shook the ground and Hallibel flinched back. She quickly lead him to the surface and when they reached it she saw his eyes widen before he sunk to his knees. He took a handful of sand and let it slip between his fingers, his haunted expression never changing. He spoke out in a whisper so quiet Hallibel could barely hear it.
"My people...my allies...my city..." The next statement Hallibel heard very well, as did all of Heuco Mundo. "YAMAMOTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOARRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" His hand slammed into the ground, throwing sand everywhere and creating a a huge crater around him.
He paid no attention to his ruined hand and Harribel's eye widened when she saw his hand instantly regenerate. His anger and sorrow and anguish made itself known in the form of roars and sobs of anger and sadness. The release of raw emotion and feeling had Hallibel step back in caution.
After a few minutes his roars and sobs died off, and he stood up, anger and hatred in his gaze, but not before taking a handful of sand and putting it in a pouch on his tattered robes, much to the confusion of Hallibel.
"Why take the sand with you?" Questioned the blonde, not understanding his reasoning. She realized when he turned to her with anger in his eyes that she had said the wrong thing.
"This sand is not sand at all. This is the ASHES and DUST of my friends and my FAMILY, Yammamoto could never be happy with defeating me, so he spread the signs of my FAILURE all over the desert of Heuco Mundo!" Ochiro's furious gaze lifted to the starless sky of the empty desert, "But rest assured, I will tear him asunder and not even the Reio himself will be able to stop my wrath."
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Mask (Aaroniero Arruruerie) 9th
Azazel Gritz (Szayelaporro Granz) 8th
Rialgo Gilge (Zommari Rureaux)7th
Lizika Kolt (Female Nnoitra Gilga) 6th
Jaeger Rawson (Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez) 5th
Ulquiorra Cipher 4th
Tia Hallibel 3rd
Neliel Opel(Neliel tu Odelschwank) 2nd
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