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Beta by friaku
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Prologue
It was a busy week for the Shinigamis in the City of New York. After the failed invasion by the armies of alien cyborgs that thwarted by a group of five mortals and one Asgardian, New York City had become a haunting ground. Not a single building or streets were free from the souls of the fallen victims of the invasion.
The Shinigamis worked days and night ferrying the lost souls to Soul Society. However, despite their best effort, they were not able to help every single soul due to the sheered amount of chaos they were facing.
More than once, the pluses had fallen into despaired and became a hollow, because the Shinigami had not moved fast enough to ferry them. Some of the pluses even met their second end at the jaws of the newly turned hollows to satiate their hunger.
The Shinigamis worked as fast and as efficiently as possible to purify the spirits.
On the other hand, in the case of the penultimate Quincy: destroyed their souls with his Heilig Pfeil.
TTT
The blue, crescent-shaped light soared through the air and hit the hollow dead centre on its mask. The lost soul let out a last pained howled before disintegrating into spirit particles that disappeared with the wind.
A low growl stole the Quincy's attention away from the night sky. Uryuu stood in the middle of the central park, where two months priors, it had silently witnessed the departure of two European-looking aliens back to their home world. Right at the front of the Quincy's feet; lay a pentagram-shaped reishi-net, which formed by four silver rods with glowing, pulsing, blue energy blades, pierced within each pentagram-line intersection. Trapped inside its prison with no way to escape, the fallen soul glared in defiance at the dark-haired Quincy.
''Patience,'' Uryuu said coolly. ''Your turn will be coming soon.'' The hollow growled again as it struggled to break free, but it was all in vain. The more it struggled, the more the reishi-net tightened around itself; causing it to let out a pathetic noised as its other brethren squirmed uncomfortably inside the net.
Uryuu sensed a familiar reiatsu approaching from behind him. Fiercer than the sun yet as soothing as the moon, that was how Kurosaki Ichigo's reiatsu felt like to the Quincy. It warmed up the air and chased away the cold that biting his body. Sighing, Uryuu closed his eyes. He would never admit it a loud but he quite like the feel of Kurosaki's reiatsu. There were times it made him feel like drowning — usually due to the redhead's foul mood —however, after what Kurosaki had done to stop Aizen, two years without that constant presence had leaved Uryuu feeling cold and empty.
Three years had passed since Kurosaki had regained his power. Since then, there were no times that passed without Uryuu feeling grateful for it returned.
Nevertheless, that did not meant he would not send a verbal jab to the redhead to rile him up as he did when he was much younger. ''For the second fastest Shinigami, you are really quite slow Kurosaki.''
''Ch, whatever, I was busy performing konso on the remaining pluses on the way here.'' Kurosaki said, stopping his step next to him. ''How many did you catch?'' He inquired.
''About a hundred or two'' He replied nonchalantly.
Kurosaki whistled. ''Wow''
''Do not just 'wow' and stand there, purify those hollows quickly. We do not have all night. In case you forgot, we have a class tomorrow.''
Kurosaki rolled his eyes; he drew Zangetsu from his back and pointed its tip skyward and intoned. ''Ryuusei''
Pure white reiatsu shot up from Zangetsu's tip toward the sky and after a brief flash of light that could be mistaken for a lighting, hundreds upon hundreds of condensed reishi-shards started to fall like shooting stars from space. It was fortunate that New York City had a low spiritually aware populace or else, they will have mistaken Kurosaki's 'Ryuusei' as another alien invasion.
Before the shards can touch the earth, Uryuu stabbed the fifth Seele Schneider in the last intersecting line. The pentagram lines began to glow and as if pulled by a magnet, the reishi-shards shot toward the pentagram at the speed of a rail gun and raining down upon the hollows trapped within the reishi-net with no mercy.
The hollows let out symphonized, eerie howled of pain that waking up the self-preservation instinct within those that could hear it and drove away the stray animals that occupied the park in frenzy.
In the space of five minutes, the entirety of the hollows trapped within the reishi-net had dissipated as if it were never existed, leaving two young men standing alone at the park on the cold night. However, only one of them was visible to the mortals' eyes.
''Let us go home.'' Ichigo said, placing his Khyber knife zanpakutou onto his back, the white bandages wrapped themselves around Zangetsu to make an impromptu sheathed, and then, he vanished in a burst of shunpo.
Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, Uryuu walked to the nearest bushes. He gathered the reishi under his feet and became nothing but a white blur following his black-clad companion.
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