Wincing as his head throbbed in pain, Ichigo's eyes creaked open to the light. This wasn't right. Just opening his eyes was painful as he stood on his feet, the unfamiliar surroundings were more than just unnerving. No it was downright mortifying to find him somewhere he wasn't supposed to be. He should be in Soul Society, the King's Palace to be exact, about to walk through the last doors before Yhwach.
But this certainly wasn't it. Looking behind him, despite his lack of focus he couldn't feel Orihime's presence who had been right behind him up until this point. Where was she? Where was he? What the hell was going on!? Gritting his teeth he flared his spiritual pressure, the very fabric of it becoming visible and causing the very ground beneath him to tremble.
Just as his vision started to focus and he could start to make out the silhouettes of people surrounding him. It was clear they were frightened by his display of power but damned if he was sorry. He needed answers and he needed them now! About to open his mouth and shout, a blaringing siren echoed in his ears. No, it wasn't an outside noise, it was originating inside his head! Louder and louder each ring of the siren blasted in his ears to the point that he rose his hands up and tried to block out the sound. But it was for nort, it seemed nothing could quell the ringing in his head, he could even feel the warmth of blood start to run down the sides of his cheeks from his ears.
Then his vision distorted once more, he had seen something similar once before, he had been sitting at Keigo's computer and it suddenly crashed the screen pixelating a broken image. Not much of the image was seen but Keigo was more than embarrassed over it and quickly pulled the plug for the computer, Ichigo was smart enough to know what his friend had been doing. But this wasn't a computer screen it was his very vision that was scattering.
[ERROR]
[ERROR]
[ERROR]
[ERROR]
[ERROR]
[ERROR]
[ERROR]
Over and over again the [ERROR] notification blasted in his vision like some damn pop up adds, just as the sirens rang in his ears. Then his vision went black, he could barely use any of his other senses, after everything even his mind was foggy before his vision started to come back. Now it was clear, the once shattered image of what was around him was crystal clear. Even the blaring siren had stopped it's incessant ringing.
But there was a difference and he would have face palmed at the stupidity of it all were the seriousness of the situation be different. There was a icon at the top left hand of his vision, no matter which way he looked it stayed in the same place. Just focusing on that small icon for a few seconds caused another change in his vision.
Ichigo Kurosaki
Class: [ERROR] LV [ERROR]
Equipment: [ERROR]
Skills: [ERROR]
Magic: [ERROR]
There were even more stats and such listed below but Ichigo didn't bother with them, stopping his focus on the new icon the stats disappeared into his peripheral vision once more. Now, finally not hindered by his vision or the blaring of a siren in his ears he rose his gaze, hardening his eyes at the robed individuals that were surrounding him. But before he could even utter a word, the doors behind his crashed open, it seemed not even the robed individuals expected the sudden arrival.
Glancing, or more so glaring over his shoulder Ichigo spotted a woman, flanked on both sides by armed soldiers. The woman, in Ichigo's opinion had a rather commanding presence about her, she was fair-skinned with purple hair tied up in a bob with long bangs. She wore an intricately-decorated royal gown, with what appears to be a bronze breastplate. She had a regal presence that commanded the attention of everyone around her.
"You fools!" She bellowed. "Do you have any idea what you've done!?" From Ichigo's position she seemed to not exactly be happy that he had been 'summoned' and he'd have to agree with her.
"Was it not your country that forced us into this situation Lady Melromarc." Another voice came from behind the woman, this one calm despite the first woman's tone.
Ichigo noticed a group of people following the infuriated woman. However he had, had enough. Turning around to face them fully, his eyes glowing blue as raw spiritual energy flooded from him bringing everyone in the room, Royalty, Soldiers, and Robed Bastards alike all to their knees before him.
"What the hell is going on?" The words felt like that of a God's from those that were on the receiving end. Mirellia Q Melromarc struggled to raise her head underneath the extreme force of the power pressing down on her, her soldiers were flattened at her sides and couldn't do a thing to stop it. Even those that had summoned him were powerless before him.
Looking up at the orange haired teen who glared down at them with power the likes of which she had never felt, let alone heard of before. The power brought everyone before him to their knees and it felt like the weight of the world was crushing them.
Was he truly a summoned Hero?
Her husband's foolish actions of summoning all four Legendary Heroes had driven Siltvelt to do something unthinkable. They summoned a fifth Hero. She had made her way to Siltvelt to try and ease the situation, to try and reason with them. But as soon as she entered the city she heard news of the summoning.
She didn't think it even possible, but the proof was standing before her right now demanding an answer and she couldn't speak, to frightened by his mere presence to utter a single response. Just who was this orange haired teen clad in black? Friend or Foe? Could the Four Hero's even stand against him?
Just something that came to mind watching the last episode of the Shield Hero and figured I'd throw it out there. Don't know if I'll continue it or not. But if it gets a high demand I might really flesh it out. By all means, yell and scream at me for uploading another story.