Disclaimer: The ideas and concepts used in BLEACH belong to Tite Kubo, as well as any regular characters. Most of the characters in this story belong to me. Thank you.
Jin could barely pick himself up. In the rain his clay-like flesh began to run from his thick arms and showed him the fearsome structure of his powerful muscles for brief moments. He sniffled like a child with dashed dreams as he grabbed mud from the ground to layer over his run-off skin and let his bangs slide down and frame his jawline. His swords were inside him again, their power sealed by his thick skin and substance but the voice that inhabited them was not yet silenced. Jin continued to pick up wads of mud to close his patched skin all over his arms and running shoulders while a constant hissing whine was in his ears. He ignored it and stuck sticks into his skin, even where it bled when he did so, ignoring all the pain as he did his best to fix himself.
"I can do it" he said under his breath. He repeated it, over and over, to drown out the noise of the rain and the hissing whine that came from his own mind. He rushed his hands to smooth down the mud and the dirt all over him body, never feeling even a cringe of pain, mixing nature with his blood and forming real flesh that grew fast into him and completed his patched body's tone of torn skin. His chant settled into a whisper which then went further down into a low mumbling until he wasn't speaking or thinking at all. He reached his long arms around to his wide back and covered himself with mud. Finding it too difficult to cover himself at such a stretched angle, Jin simply fell backwards and wallowed his back into the mud at the side of the creek in the forest. He could hear the water rushing and the rain filling it over his own breathing, and then his breathing stopped.
I'm tired Jin thought. I'm really sleepy suddenly...maybe it's bed time now. Good night, Rei. Good night, Death. Good night....good night...
No sleeping for you another voice said. Jin's eyes shot open and his chest inflated with a powerful gasp of air. We won't.....be the subject of your dreams anymore!!! Jin was afraid, for a voice he had never heard was in his own head, canceling out the sounds of nature and replacing them with a high-pitched, painful whine. Jin grabbed his ears and grit his teeth in vain as the wretched madness within him started tearing through his mind. You want to fight it said. You want to kill! We all do! Stand up and deliver destruction. Find the briar patch in the woods and hack your way through it! What will a few pricks and scratches do after you've cleared your own way!? Take it! Use your power! TEAR THROUGH YOUR DOUBTS!!!!
"I'm not afraid!" Jin shouted. "It doesn't hurt! It can't hurt me! Nothing can hurt meeee!!!"
We can hurt you the voice said and kill you. We will hurt you and kill you. We will hurt Death and kill him too!
"Death?" Jin asked.
All of them the voices confirmed. Jin started breathing through his teeth, gritting them so hard his gums began to hurt. His pupils started to shake rapidly and dilate. A fit of madness was quickening upon him, he could feel it welling up from the pit of his gut like a flood of blood rising up through his throat. That heat was his voice, which he could not hear, as it tore out in a blast of mute wind through his mouth and into the flashing sky.
His cry was heard as the howl of dark madness throughout the battling land, by Senshi and Horoshi who met after retreating from and following the noise respectively.
"Horoshi!" Senshi exclaimed. "You look a fright disheveled. I suppose your fight is then over?"
"No!" Horoshi growled, full of a youthful fire of absolute hatred. "He ran away! That bastard ran away from me!!!"
"Are there no men among these villainous fiends?" Senshi asked. "Perhaps Netami has found a civil monster in his dueling partner."
"RaaaaAAAGHH!!!" Horoshi shouted. "I'll kill him! I'll drive my sword through his skull and kill him!!! GRAAAAAAHHH!!!"
"Stop fast, you!" Senshi shouted. Horoshi was felled to his knees with a dull thud at his back. Senshi, who merely pointed him down, approached slowly from behind, and was stopped by the sudden swing of Horoshi's sword. It began to glow in the dark storm's cover from light and he broke the bind that Senshi had ordered onto him. He stood up, slowly, with a furious glow in his dark eyes. He swung his sword back to its position pointed in a slant down by his waist and ran off into the woods once more, in pursuit of Suichi. Senshi sighed and passed a hand over his bald scalp.
"What a foolish band" Senshi said. "Pity, and shame, that we must meet here..." Senshi turned to the forest where Horoshi had come from and sped out into the open road once again. He sensed the juvenile and uncontrolled powers of Jin far off in the woods where he'd left him and turned away from it. Then, on the horizon of clouds, Senshi spotted the apex of the most brutal energy. He saw beyond the rolling hills where the path led a mountainous form of darkness, and in a flash of lightning it disappeared leaving an open sky of rolling clouds for him to see.
"Netami...!" Senshi said in awe. "Is such a power worth fighting for? Is such a man truly worth all this strength and potential!? Netami, what do you do now, and what suffering are you willing to let pass into this world? Without you there is a hopeless city crying and a sacred seat forever empty! Do not throw so much away, Netami! Do not be a fool, you callous boy! You fight Death! Do not do so with this much abandon!!!" Thinking he'd somehow helped, Senshi looked to the distance and saw that the darkness no longer lingered.
Just the storm then? Senshi thought. Right, it seems now that I'm a bit of the fool here. Netami is no exceptional hand but he is a man of great power. His loss shall no come of this petty squabble, no. It shall take a war to kill that murderous man... Little did Senshi know that, in his arrogant and stylish cries to the dark heavens, he was indeed right and that Netami's duel was locked in the deadliest of terms with a man wielding death itself...
Hoji was a vision of power reborn. His body was full of health, his skin taught with muscles and coated in green, glowing stripes like a tiger. The arrogance on his face was a hundred fold more powerful and glaring. Even the lightning that flashed in the sky paled by comparison to his gleaming power. He posed with one arm forward, the fingers uncurled in a guard, and the other wound back at his side with a fist. His legs parted and slid on the grass. The winds bustled around him, not touching him but surrounding him in a shield of roaring ferocity. He leaned forward and raised an eyebrow up high to his fallen foe.
"Tch" he scoffed, his voice clear and loud above the winds around him. "You think you're tough? You think you've got the good deal here? You think that pansy cape can compare to my awesome natural powers!? You think you can beat the wind? Feh! You can't touch the wind!!!" Hoji switched his position with a step forward. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and threw them out. The wind exploded from his body and blasted into the trees around him. Kakugari stood up with his nose still bloody but repaired and glared Hoji down.
"What be this?" Kakugari asked. "I see the energies of yours not in the air, but contained within. A perfect harmony of control. Could it be....Bankai?"
"Uhhhh...." Hoji moaned, dumb-faced. "Torakaze, is this Bankai?"
You wish it were! She said, on the border of laughing as her voice echoed in Hoji's head. This is certainly not Bankai! Consider this an ascended form of your shikai instead, a sort of second-form that your sword may assume apart from the regular armor. I have merged our energies completely and contained them within your body. It is taxing, and very dangerous. Once this form is disengaged your body will suffer and your sword's blade will be broken. It may takes months to recuperate, but if you are willing to suffer through it all then there is no reason for me to stop you...
"So this is my true shikai?" Hoji said. "Or something like that? Yeah. This is the perfected form of my sword! Jikai: Mokou Taifuu!!!" Kakugari snarled with a curious tilt of his head.
"True shikai?" he asked. "Then, it would seem, up until now you've only refused to use it? It's a pitiable attempt to irk out the last ounces of your power to defeat me. My power is to steal power! The more you have the more I shall take of you!" Kakugari threw the brim of his cloak and moved out of the way. Just as it crawled through the air at Hoji it reached the limit of its throw and returned elastically into its fuller form. Kakugari was on the move, having not hit anything, and sought cover.
"Tch" Hoji scoffed. He appeared from the winds and kicked the side of Kakugari's head as he fell back to the ground. The tall man was so jarred that he neglected to defend himself and was punched solidly in the gut. His own natural protective instincts gave his muscles the tension they needed to block the blow, but the force still blew him back. His feet skid across the ground and he hit his covered back to a tree that his cloak automatically began to sap the energy from. Hoji stood, a palpable arrogance about him, never static. He hopped on the balls of his feet and moved his shoulders with arms up. He was a restless tiger pawing at the air, playfully taunting and threatening his prey with jabs of his fists and quick breaths of air.
"That all you got?" Hoji demanded. He jumped up and did an ineffectual roundhouse kick in the air. Kakugari stood up from the tree and let his cloak gather into his hands. Hoji landed and did another kick, then a standing backflip, landing perfectly on his feet again. "Haa! You really think you got what it takes to tangle with me, buddy? You wanna fight the Tiger!? RAWR!!!"
"Silence, beastial brute!" Kakugari exclaimed as he threw his cloak. Hoji leaned away and let the cloak hand in the air beside him, latched already to a tree somewhere behind him. He just grinned while balancing on his toes. "I shall not be taunted by so haughty a man as you! What good shall that hubris do for you in a battle!?" Kakugari threw his cloak and snared Hoji between the two lengths. Hoji remained indifferent and smug. He stood with his side to his enemy and his arms down, still balanced effortlessly on his toes.
"Tch" Hoji scoffed. Kakugari took that as a final snide comment and smashed his cloak together like two huge, beating wings. He thought Hoji had been ensnared and trapped but he felt no wealth of power flowing into him. He brought his cloak back to his body carefully and unfolded it, finding nothing within but the torn pieces of bark from the few trees he had hit falling to the wet grass.
Impossible! Kakugari thought. He was there! I saw him consumed by my cloak! He can't have-
"Tch!" Hoji scoffed. Kakugari heard the voice from above. He looked up and saw the man sitting with his legs crossed in the air, hovering above him, the winds all around him. "I have become the wind. In merging with Torakaze I have perfected my control of wind to become it!" Hoji vanished outright and, accompanied by a sudden blast of air, appeared before Kakugari once more. He smirked and vanished again. It was no simple flash-stepping that he did. Kakugari could follow moves like those and motions faster than the foot could travel, and yet he could not see how Hoji was able to move so swiftly. His body simply stopped existing and then, with the wind, became whole again some distance away. It was beyond remarkable and stunned Kakugari senseless for just a short time.
That short time sealed his fate. Hoji came roaring in, full blast, his legs made of wind and his fist wound back at his side, and his attack began. He stomped his fee to the ground and grabbed Kakugari's thick wrist, pulling him into the punch he drove into his gut and up between his ribcage. "JOU!!" he shouted. With Kakugari stunned and doubled-over in pain Hoji made his next attack. He turned around and slammed backhand into his gut so powerful that he was blown back against the tree. "SHOU!!!" Kakugari growled and attempted to counter by throwing his cloak forward again. Hoji sidestepped the throw, and then the next, stepping through the cloak as wind and appearing right in front of Kakugari again. He started up a flurry of punches and kicks to the man's stomach on all sides, shouting out as he did "ToraOU!!!"
With that much of the attack through Hoji made a spinning roundhouse kick and sent Kakugari away and to the forest floor. His cloak flowed back to him as an amorphous trail through the air. He laid on his back with his cloak resting on the rain-soaked grass until Hoji ran over and punted him up into the air. He leaped behind his head and then appeared with his fists wound back as he fell over, catching him and pummeling him into the air with a barrage, merciless and brutal, of fists and kicks and sweeping strikes proclaimed with the roar of "BOKUSATSU!!!" Hoji's last attack was a full-bodied kick, placing his hands onto the ground and spiking his feet straight up like a wretched spear. Kakugari went airborne and unconscious. His cloak's life was emptied and it became nothing but a cape heavy with rain hanging off of his broad shoulders.
"Tchyaaah!" Hoji roared. He jumped up and spun forward, spiking the heel of his foot into Kakugari's gut, sending him back down to the ground with a crash and bounce. Hoji was already waiting down below and threw a tightly-wound backhand into Kakugari's side before rushing forward again. Kakugari bounced from a tree and into Hoji's thrown fist. "KIBA!!!" Hoji roared. Kakugari's jaw was tilted and his body thrown to the winds and sent above the trees where he finally was stirred back into waking.
This is absurd! Kakugari thought. Where did all this power come from!? What has this ravenous man unlocked within himself!? What powers does he truly have!? Hoji appeared yet again, steadying Kakugari's body with a stern kick to his back.
"SHOOOOURRRRI!!!!" Hoji roared, rolling his tongue to trill with a roaring excitement at the end of the latest word. He was brought up with an elbow wound up beside his head and prepared to strike. He was prepared, all but for one thing to finish the attack with his usual pomp and grace. He stalled and stuttered. "Uh...eh, uh, ada...ta.....um...."
Ran out of words? Torakaze asked. Hoji's brow twinged in anger.
I'm trying, dammit! He protested. This is harder than I thought it'd be!
Did he run out of words? Kakugari wondered. After a moment of pause, as they both floated freely in the air, Hoji finally attacked with a loud and angered, wordless roar, spking his elbow down and into Kakugari's chest, breaking ribs with the sheer force of all the wind within him exploding out through his body's contact. Kakugari was thrown to the ground too fast for mud or dirt to kick up and he left a deep imprint of his body in a hole in the ground. He sunk down several feet and was unconscious, his very life crippled and his lungs crushed by the painful collapse of his ribs. The roots of the trees around him were exposed nearby, as well as the worms that tunneled and the sopping wet growth of life that led so far under the forest dirt. He coughed and lost conscious, thinking in finality how he could recover had he not been so arrogantly bested.
"Ha!" Hoji laughed. "Ouda! That's a good finisher! Hell, that was the best attack I've ever performed!!!"
How was that disjointed mess of energy a single attack? Torakaze asked. Really, Hoji darling. I trusted you to be swift with his power, not stupid.
"Tch" Hoji scoffed, still plentifully arrogant. "Up yours, bitch. At least we kicked his ass!"
"UURRAAAAGH!!!!" roared a wrathful voice through the trees. Hoji leaped down and aimed himself for the border of the forest. He saw a glowing white light quickly approaching him in the form of a sword, held by a face that flashed red-eyed with rage. "I'LL KILL YOU!!!!"
"How many were there again?" Hoji asked. "Three, right? Who screwed up!?" Hoji darted back to the original grounds of battle and stood before Suichi's resting, powerless body as young Horoshi dashed out of the woods. "Tch....great. More fight for me!" Hoji said with an angered curl of his fists. Suichi laid, lost in his mind and weak from his own fighting, in the shadow that Hoji cast as the lightning brightened the sky...
"Makai Myaku!!!" Netami aimed at a distant Shin.
"Useless effort!" The black pulse wave blasted through the air, tearing apart the drops of rain in its path, and Shin dodged it easily. He spun his scythe and rushed in with a shoulder-aimed slashing attack. He swung his scythe down hard and held it up as Netami leaned his shoulder away, dodging the attack, while stepping in with his sword. Shin blocked it but was hit by the strong wind of tiny cuts and slashes that hit at his side. He turned his scythe blade around and swung up, cleaving a mark across Netami's chest just before he could retreat in time. Shin brushed his nose with a thumb and returned his scythe to its original stance. Netami wiped his blood away from his chest and exchanged his sword to his left hand just as Shin came in.
Shin swung in deep to the right and Netami's sword blocked it with a steady wrist. Shin backed away, spun around and attacked to the right. Netami blocked that attack as well and pushed Shin away. Before he could counter Shin came in again with his scythe straight down. Netami hopped away to dodge and Shin drove the shaft of his scythe forward in a stab. It hit Netami in his chest and stunned him. Then Shin jerked his scythe up and hit Netami's chin. Netami finally countered with two strong slashes, one hitting the blade of Shin's scythe and the other intercepted by the upright shaft, both sending licking cuts through the air past Shin's defense.
"Doesn't hurt" Shin said. He pushed Netami's sword with the shaft of his scythe and hooked the blades together, swinging them both to the ground. "It doesn't hurt!!!" Netami held his right palm open and blasted a wordless pulse through Shin. It was a more dull pain that stopped just under his skin but it stopped him and stunned him nonetheless. Netami swung his sword up from the ground as Shin staggered back and he was hit by many hard and heavy air blades. Netami lowered his sword slowly as Shin regained his grounds and held his scythe up again, ignoring the shallow wounds on his exposed torso.
"Maybe" Netami began "you're just ignoring the pain because there's so much of it, hmm?"
"Hmmm, maybe" Shin said with a mocking hum of his own. "Maybe I'm just holding myself back to keep the fight going on as long as possible. Maybe you haven't seen my true power yet! Or, maybe I'm already dead." Netami rushed in with a grin on his face. He swung his sword and rotated through the air, a corkscrew of blades following after him. Shin blocked the attack and subsequent wave of attacks as Netami rushed straight at him once more. He stabbed but was deflected by Shin's quick scythe movement. Netami smirked and grounded his feet. He left side was forward and his right arm was back and idle. He was intent on stabbing, and attempted rapidly only to be blocked and deflected by Shikei each time.
"You're fighting has dulled already" Netami said. "Do you not see all the places to counterattack me yet?" Shin was scowling. His defense wouldn't let itself up and he found nowhere to attack. He could feel himself being pushed back, inch by inch, with each attack he managed to block, and realized his sole route of offense. He blocked a stab, held the blade with the shaft of his scythe and pressed forward. "What? Another headbutt?" Netami said. Shin let his foot slip and kicked into Netami's leg, knocking him off balance. Shin quickly recovered, leaving Netami to flail as he found his footing on the wet grass again. Then a stabbing and intense pain. Shin had charged and swung his scythe blade into Netami. The tip was in his gut, just deep enough to pierce the flesh and stab at the muscle. Netami, the powerful being that he was, would not be so easily impaled and his hardened body was lifted up by Shin.
"That was pretty simple" Shin said. "I've got you right where I need you..." Shin ducked his head down, grabbed up high on the shaft of his scythe with both hands and took it in his right, swinging up over his head in a black arc of power, throwing Netami into the air. The shaft of Shikei came around and into Shin's left hand, gripped down low on the shaft. "To the sun above, and the clouds and the sky..." Shin began, "I declare...Die!" Shin swung up at Netami. Netami blocked with his sword in both hands and was moved through the air by Shin's attack. Utterly shocked at Shin's sudden powerful blow with only a single arm, Netami's offense was shattered and Shin's was revived with a brutal swiftness. Shin swung faster and faster, each swing of his scythe shooting an arc of light into the air, a pure wave of power, stopped by Netami's defending blade.
Shin kept Netami in the air, juggling him in a stalemate match of brute force, for longer than Netami could plan through. The dark warrior finally relented. Netami blocked an attack and quickly countered before the next attack came in. He let the power of Shin's swing catch him and throw him down to the ground. He landed on his chest and hit off the ground with enough force to bounce up. Shin kicked him in the chest where he landed and swung down, scraping a bloody wound across his side. Netami spun back down to the ground and landed on his back. Shin stomped on his neck where it met his chest with his scythe held high over his head.
"To the Earth, I declare, Die!" Shin swung down. Netami knew what he would do, where his target lie, and the obvious probability that his attack would be lethal. Netami blocked the side of his neck with the blade of his sword, holding the hilt and handguard near to his neck, only to breathe two whole breaths before Shin's scythe slowly tapped at his forehead. He looked up and saw Shin standing over him, on him with one foot, and the shaft of his scythe pointed to his forehead. He saw not Shin's face, nor did he see the absolute drain of emotion that was on it. Shin wore total apathy as a mask and looked out to the horizon of storms, ignoring the mist and the shroud of the rain, entranced by the distance. Netami growled and swung at him. Shin jumped away and landed at a safe, guarded distance, still looking out to the sky.
"Coward!" Netami shouted. "How can you pity me? How could you miss!? How dare you embarrass me with your-"
"The sun is my enemy" Shin replied, confusin Netami into silence. "Each day I march to it, trying to chase after it, only for the night to come and overtake the day. So then, before I sleep, I declare that the moon, who killed the sun, will be my new enemy, and I dream of killing it almost nightly. That sun always sets before I can reach it, and every day I plan to fight it to the death."
".....why?" Netami asked, wanting Shin to reach a plausible point. Shin turned back to Netami with a grin.
"The sun is the only thing" Shin explained "that lies just out of my reach. I can overtake everything in this world that walks on the ground and even those that fly in the sky near me. I am powerful, but the sun is always too distant. If I can kill the sun, then I shall truly embody Death itself."
"You're talking utter madness" Netami said. He stood up straight and took his sword gripped in both hands at his shoulder level, aimed down at Shin. "I shall end that nonsensical spouting of yours! The legend of Shin Kenpachi will end as you whimper your final breaths and bleed the last of your wretched blood!" Shin scoffed.
"What legend?" Shin asked. "I'm just a bastard with a sword." Shin flash-stepped forward. Netami's dark energies began to gather all around him. He was shrouded by a cloud of pure dark pressure and gathered it into his hands. His right hand left his sword and aimed open forward, exactly where Shin came out of the step, still rushing.
"Makai" Netami began. Shin swung with a powerful sweep to cut off the hand and Netami did not move. His arm drifted down and aimed at the ground and his fingers were spread out wide. "Afuru" A loud, dull blast shook the air. All the darkness left Netami's hand and entered the ground. Shin could feel it stirring. He could feel it moving, like a snake just beneath the sand where he stood. He jumped away from Netami and made a sudden run. Netami just smirked and swung his sword while pulling it back. Shin felt a dangerous presence coming from all sides at once. The blades of air from Netami's sword flew in the opposite direction, as if returning to the blade from the distant darkness itself. Shin spun and intercepted them, blocking furiously in mid-jump. When he landed he felt the ground give way and swell up under him. He flash-stepped backward and witnessed a pitch-black geyser form where he had stood, blasting pure pressure and force with the dirt sky-high.
"Hmph" Netami scoffed. "Find something real to kill..." Shin turned back to Netami and rushed in, side-stepping another geyser, and got up close with a vertical slash. Netami blocked and pushed away. Shin rolled away from another geyser, landing on top of yet another that he narrow dodged in the air. Then he was hit from below by a blast of pure black, a geyser that had followed his every movement and saw him in the air. It was a stabbing pain that flew through his whole body, electrocuting and numbing him completely. Shin fell to the ground flat on his face, only to be picked up by Netami's kick. Shin recovered enough to hold his scythe to guard. Netami had his sword held far back, his left hand and the whole weapon surrounded by a swirling darkness.
"Makaze!" Netami lowed. He stepped his left leg forward, swung hard, and ended with his left arm around his chest and sword touching flat across his back. Shin could hear a hollow sound, a sound that was like something he heard in a dream, and he saw pure darkness attack him. He saw and heard the sun die, and was blown away by Netami's fierce, body-rending attack. Shin landed in a wet crater, his scythe beside him, his chest covered with blood, his ribs exposed on the left side of his chest, and his mouth full of painfully hot blood. He fell forward and stopped himself with a hand to Shikei's shaft. He took his scythe up and propped his body away from the ground to sit on his knees and suffer in the rain.
…....I never had a goal Shin thought. I was always chasing after the sun, always waiting to grasp the throat of the most powerful warrior and listen to his breath stop in my hand. I always wanted to experience the strength of a fight, but death had always been far from my mind. Perhaps the sun will never go out. I suppose some things in this life are beyond death, myself an obvious exclusion....
Am I the fool then? Shikei asked. Shin opened his eyes and found himself, unharmed yet unarmed, within the land of his inner spirit. He stood before his mountain of ruin as the sky moved at blinding speed overhead, and faced down the billowing body of Shikei, his inner soul. "Was I the fool to trust you to create your own power?"
"So I'm still not dead yet?" Shin asked. "Strange. Or perhaps, this is my Hell, to be sealed in eternal conflict with you over the life I led. Tell me then, will I have to fight barehanded or do you pity me enough to let me use a sword?"
"A man like you gets no pity!!! Pity is for the WEAK!!!" Shin had never experienced such a rage before. He could feel it burning into his chest. "You shall stay here. You are far from dead. A man like you is something death will never accept."
".........that sounds like I'm immortal" Shin said.
"Any man can be immortal" Shikei said "if he does enough to be well known. But you, you are different. You are strong because you have forced yourself to be. You refused death to the point where now death itself will refuse you until you can prove yourself its better! Have you done that!?"
"I have not" Shin said plainly. "Shikei, do what you must. Keep me here if you must, take everything away if you must. It won't concern me how much I have to abandon to stay alive or how quickly I'll die if I'm left to myself. We are of the same mind and heart, and I know you won't disappoint me. No part of me is weak..."
"Indeed" Shikei said. It swung out its arm and formed from its billowing black cloak a scythe. Then, with the same motion of its other arm, it formed another, and stood with its torso of bone white and thick muscle exposed. The hood of black fires departed and sank behind its back, exploding into wide black wings, revealing its skull-face. "Where you embrace death in life, I shall teach of life in death. I leave this place to you then, Shin. Do no disappoint me either..." With that growl Shikei disappeared to claim Shin's body and conquer his foe with the true power of death. All Shin was left to do was approach the mountain of destruction and scratch his head.
"Wait" Shin began, "does he want me to do something here...? Should I......sort this pile?" The sky stopped in its place and the black sun of Shin's heart shone through. A dead sun, the dream of all his life, gave him the light in his soul...
Jikai: Mokou Taifuu = Next Release: Fierce Tiger Typhoon/Hurricane
Joushou Toraou Bokusatsu-Kiba Shouri Ouda= Invincible Tiger-King Beat-to-Death Fang Victory Hit (Long-ass name but it's awesome sounding in parts)
Makai Afuru = Hell Overflow
Makaze = Evil Wind (uses kanji for Makai, hell, and wind. Literally, a storm caused by the devil)
