Kurai Kaze roamed around the dunes of Hueco Mundo with no aim what so ever. His dark blue skin makes him stand out of the sands. Enormous foot prints are left behind him, leaving a trail of the ways he went. The wind blew in his face and pelted his body with tiny particles of sand. Each breath took in about ten grains of sand as the wind blew in his face. His mask was a devilish one with three horns, two on each end and a longer one in the middle, with teeth protruding form the large eye holes where he looks out of.
Everywhere he looks there are dead bodies of half eaten adjuchas rotting away in the sands of Hueco Mundo. He peered ahead to find two adjuchas fighting a fierce fight. If he could smile, he would be ear to ear. He joyfully enjoyed it when adjuchas fight. He finds sport in it and offers a fight to the winner, however being a Vasto Lorde gives him the upper-hand. He leaped up on a rock pillar protruding out of the ground and watched the two hollows fight.
The slightly smaller black one with what seemed to have six stingers coming from his back jumped from pillar to pillar avoiding the larger ones orange cero. The black one returned the favor with his own cero and flew to his opponent, but was caught by the throat by the one of the orange one's four arms. They both gazed into each other's eyes and started to laugh with no control. Kurai stood up with anger and shouted, "That is it?! you are not going to kill each other!?"
"Why would we?" replied the black one as the orange one let go of him.
"You two were fighting and when two adjucha clash, they fight to the death."
The orange one looked up at Kurai and pointed his finger at him. no sooner did he put up his finger, a round orange ball formed in front of his finger. Kurai jumped down and looked back at the two hollows. "Do you want to fight me?" he taunted, "Do you know who I am?"
"No and why would we care?"
Kurai smiled and looked up at the orange one. "I am a vasto lorde. If you challenge me, you will most likely die in the process."
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The black one looked up at Kurai with distain and formed a cero of his own. Kurai seemed unfazed by the two adjucha's attempt to kill him. As a response to their stature, he used his speed to get behind the orange one and slapped him in the back of the head, sending him flying and slamming into a rock pillar. The pillar crumbled onto the adjucha leaving only a pile of rocks. He turned his gaze to the other one who backed off several yards after seeing his friend easily forcefully fly into the rocks. "Who are you?" the little one stuttered out.
Kurai returned the stare and replied, "Vasto Lorde Kurai Kaze, and who might be you little insect?"
The black one scrambled with his two arms and replied with almost fear in his throat, "I am Shikamaru and over there his Shinji. We are both outcasts and very weak. We are the only two adjuchas we could ever beat."
Kurai Kaze laughed and walked to the terrified creature and patted him on the top of his head. "I believe you two will become stronger in due time. Now go and tend to your friend, he must be in pain," he says as he turns around and walks away.
Shikamaru runs in front of Kurai and blocks his path. "Can you help us get stronger?" he asks with a sorrow filled voice.
Kurai only gave them a notification of a nod. Shikamaru's sorrow voice turned into happiness and ran to Shinji. Shinji stood up and smiled through his mask. The two adjuchas joined Kurai on his travels around Hueco Mundo to become stronger and better.