Hey guys =D
Sorry it took me so long to update. Talking to my gf Natalie,and bestest friends overrules the story on my priorities list :P
But anyway, YAY UPDATE! =D
I don't own bleach, but I own my characters.
On with the story... Now.
Sonam, Nadimar, and Nikki all stayed silent as they jumped from rooftop to rooftop over the seireitei, Nikki looking around thoughtfully, Sonam looking straight ahead bored, and Nadimar daydreaming somewhat.
The trio stopped abruptly, almost running into each other as Nikki stopped dead in her tracks. "Ah, here we are." she grins before grabbing a surprised Sonam by the arm and throwing him off the side of the building. Sonam hits the ground hard as a cloud of dust flies up into the air.
Sonam shakes his head and stands up shakily as the smoke clears, revealing him to be standing in an arena, circular, with bleachers around the edges, and a first aid station nearby.
Sonam looks up to where Nikki is standing and growls, "Ya didn't have to throw me!" he yells.
Nikki grins wide, "Yeah but it was more fun this way."
Sonam shakes his head, "So what now? I just wait for an opponent?" he raises his eyebrow.
Nikki smiles, "You catch on quick. I'll be sending people over here to fight you as I run into them. I'll send a couple of small fry, then I'll start sending the big dogs after you. We'll see how long you can last, then Old Man Yamamoto will gauge your power level and what division your suited for, and seat you immediately." she grins wide.
Sonam rubs his temples with the middle finger and thumb of his right hand, "Ok so basically I just wait here until I die, that about right?"
Nikki smiles and salutes, "You got it dude." she grins, "Now me and Nadimar have to go file some paperwork with our captain. We'll be back in a while now to see how you're coming along, ok?" she smiles.
Sonam nods and sighs passively, "Alright, whatever you want, just get out of here will ya?" he smiles playfully.
Nikki grins and shunpoes away, Nadimar following close behind. Sonam sighs and walks to the bleachers, sitting down hard on the stands and pulling his sword out of it's sheath slightly, The sword wasn't ordinary for a zanpakuto in any means. It was a katana that was slightly longer than normal, with a black blade, a white hilt, a black ribbon flowing from the hilt, and a black cross-guard shaped like a Shuriken. He gives his blade a look-over and re-sheathes it, wondering how, where, when, and why he received this blade. He smiles and shakes his head, "Nothing to worry about now," he thinks to himself, "I'll just use it to stay alive for now." he sighs.
After what seemed like hours, a man flashsteps into the arena, looking around and grinning widely as he looks over Sonam, "Greetings, I am your first opponent. Decided on by Head Captain Yamamoto himself."
Sonam looks the stranger over, he was tall but not too tall. The stranger was bald, didn't have any accessories on his robes, had his sheath slung behind his head, over his shoulders with his hands resting on the sheath.
Sonam raises his eyebrow, "Oh? And who exactly are you?" he inquires.
The stranger grins, "I am eleventh squad, third seat. Ikkaku Madarame."
TO BE CONTINUED~~~~
Hey guys! Another sucky update, I know. But hey, it's getting intense huh, huh? =D
Sonam: No... no it isn't... why hasn't anyone fought already?
Me: Um.. because I'm trying not to have it end too quickly?
Sonam: Liar... it's because you can't develop a fight scene for crap and you know it.
Me: Quiet you... or I'll Falcon Punch your soul.
Sonam: *Shuts Up*
R&R guys =D
