The Hollow and Interesting Second Life of Madara Uchiha

by lostbeyondall

Madara's only legacy are memories of the man he was in death. The hard ships and circumstances that made him that way are long forgotten, nonexistent is the heart of the loving kid that only wanted power to protect his brothers, in the end it was the bad choices and betrayal of his life that left him corrupted. Now a mindless hollow in Hueco mundo what will that heart become.

5. The Will of a Savior

Chapter 4: The Will Of a Savior

The black lion bounded across the vast landscape making a soft thumping sound as its paws pushed against the ocean of white sands, its jet black fur it appeared as a dot an absence of color that raced rapidly across the white plains that filled this voided world its red and black eyes tracking a brightening signature of spiritual pressure that was soon to be its next meal. Hunt, fight, eat, and repeat it had become never ending routine the Hollow now religiously followed. Never able to stop compelled by the one absolute law that reigned over all , a hunger inside that burned with an intensity that left no place for the calm mindset that was needed to rest let alone sleep. It was the disposition the lion was convicted o, condemned to eternally fall subject to the need to subdue this insatiable hunger that only subsided while it gorged its self on the flesh of its own kind.

… How long will this continue? How long has it been… how many have I eaten… how many must I continue to eat before I'm released from the shackles of this hunger? The beast asked its self, lost in its reality unable to recall anything before the hunger it constantly felt…Hueco Mundo that's what the lizard had said was the name of this place only moments before I closed my jaws around its throat. He was my last meal or was there another after it? I can no longer recall how many it's been… The lion hollow thought to its self, abilities that it slowly gained the more it ate; it gained several new abilities speech, intelligence, the ability to understand others to learn and even the ability to shape its own personality in a way. Gifts the dark lion was given they also stood as plaques for with every new ability came the understanding of the hopeless situation it was now in… what was the point? It asked its self, stopping abruptly when it heard a voice distantly say… "Death".

The answer had come from within its own mind looking around the dark lion narrowed its eyes focusing them on its surroundings, the hollow had learned that for some reason its eyes were different than the other hollows it could see better than any other hollow it had encountered catching even the smallest twitch of an enemy it could always anticipate where an attack was coming from. Seeing nothing now the beast relaxed its tense body at the sign of no threat when in a colder raspy voice invaded its mind yet again"... Give it to us! "The shrill voice demanded. The lion knew for certain it could not deny where the voice had come from but it also couldn't explain how it was possible that the mental voice that now invaded his consciousness was not its own.

Unnerved and distracted the lion impulsively checked it surroundings again unsure of what to do about voices intruding its mind. It was the first time it'd ever heard of such a thing. Catching a sight of something quickly shifting past its vision the black colored hollow thought that it could finally get a visual on whatever it was that was taking liberties with its sanity. … "Over here!" The voice that plagued its mind now called the lion's attention it turned its head to the left it was rewarded with a sight of nothing. Feeling a searing pain erupt from its right side the lion was driven in to the sands blindsided by an unknown attacker the lion lay in the sands bleeding as it raised its head to look at the new injury it now supported in its right flank. Raising up to all fours the black lion crouched to face its enemy as the initial pain began to subside.

Seeing his attacker for the first time the lion was unsettled by its appearance it stood on to legs but not like any hollow it had seen before straighter more like the humans he'd heard of in the living world a place that to him had only existed in whispers. Seeing the bright radiating green shroud around the hollow before it the loin understood he was the prey here… What is he? Is he even a hollow, such spiritual pressure it is so much strong than any hollow I'd ever seen, there is no fighting here. I have to create an opening and escape the first chance I get. The black lion thought to its self "Interesting you are not a menos class hollow and yet your spiritual pressure suggests otherwise." said the strange hollow. With its superior eyesight the lion was able to see the early signs that suggested the enemy's aim to move, the muscles tensing the tendons twitching ever so slightly, the sway of its hips that betrayed the taller hollows direction his eyes missed nothing but his body could not hope to keep up with the immense gap in speed between it and it's enemy. "To see a mere low class hollow with such power is unheard of." The taller hollow stated as shock spread across the lions face the voice had come from right beside its ear I knew he was going to move I knew the direction I could guess his intentions but he got completely past…"UGHHHHH!" the lion yelled out in pain its thought processes cut off by the sudden pain that came from its under belly. The smaller black hollow never saw his leg move it never had time to react it was still frozen by the shock of how fast this new hollow was capable of moving. The crack of its breaking ribs and shoulder bone rang loud in its head as it rolled atop the white sands. Crashing hard against a huge pale grey boulder protruding from the ground the black lion came to an abrupt halt; searing pain filled its mangled body as it lay motionless on the rubble that remained of the boulder.

"It truly is a shame to end the life of a hollow with such potential." The stronger hollow said his voice filled with genuine sadness as it suddenly appeared a couple yards in front of the injured lion… "You're going to die here consumed as a meal."… SHUT UP! Get out of my head the lion interrupted… the foreign voice gave shrill chuckle at the outburst… He's right though I can't move at all. With its vision fazing in and out of focus the lion stared at its attacker as a sharp pain coursed through its body like a pulse it was barely able to keep consciousness it willed its jaws to work "How could you be so strong?" the dark lion hollow asked its voice coarse and weak. "Interesting that in your final moment that's what you choose to ask, for me the fascination of a beings final moments never seems to lose its value each type of being has its uniqueness three planes of existence truly beautiful each one truly marvelous. Well it is no surprise you can't seem to understand how vast the gap in our strength is or even how it's possible, as a hollow below menos class sooner or later your spiritual pressure caps." Said the stronger hollow, seeing the clear face of incomprehension on the fallen lions eyes he crouches sitting on its heels and resting his arms on his knees the older hollow continues, "You see when a soul or pulse as it's called first becomes a hollow they crave the souls of humans in an attempt to fill the void left when they lost their own hearts when they become hollow's. Every now and then though there are hollows that for some reason are born with a much larger and so compelling that it requires craves the empty and corrupted souls of other hollows, the weaker human souls are far too feeble to satiate the acute more profound hunger these hollow experience. For some reason this makes the hollows that are like this much more vicious in battle but also with every soul the eat they gain more strength, greater spiritual pressure even become more intelligent gaining consciousness of our own rather different then the rabid and incoherent counterparts, these are the class of hollow that have to potential to evolve and grow to the much stronger higher classes of Menos Grande that exist in Hueco Mundo this is what you are. Pretty close to evolution too it seems well since you won't be living to see what I mean ill stop there. I believe it's cruel to give you hope of things you'll never know. Find peace in the fact that you are the strongest lower level hollow I have ever heard of in fact I'd go as far as saying there has never existed a hollow that held your level of spiritual pressure without becoming a Menos class it truly is amazing quite frankly it would be frightening to see the power you would have achieved if you and I had not crossed paths, truly just a stroke of bad luck."

I barely have the strength to listen to what he's saying… Thought the weakened lion when he felt the foreign consciousness invade again this time stronger and form multiple different angles… "you will feel our pain" screeched some voice inside its mind "fade to a mere memory" yelled another "Come share in our fate" beckoned another… who are you why is this happening!? Commanded the mind of the black Hollow… Physically the lion started to convulse and shake violently as if it were being torn apart from the inside letting out a loud deep roar a colossal wave of black energy erupted from the mangled shaking body of the black hollow before it crossing both of its hand in front of it to shield from the black spiritual pressure. The energy raged yet the stronger hollow seemed unaffected at all he slowly stood up straightening its backs and clenching it fists at its side, initially he seemed more intrigued and surprised than anything else but that surprise quickly turning to agitation and jealousy at the realization that this is the true strength of its fallen enemy slowly realizing this mere lowly hollow possessed as much spiritual pressure as he did in its early stages as a Gillian. As the torrent of huge black spiritual pressure feebly attempted to knock him back a subtle anger grew inside of it the taller hollow released its own green spiritual pressure quickly overcoming the black energy released by its fallen prey the taller hollow boasted " Your power is greater than I had first predicted you truly are something special because of you unusual strength I will grant you the honor of knowing the name of the hollow that ended your existence I am called Vendrick Vondolto it was an pleasure to encounter one as you farewell!" the aggressor proclaimed as he jumped back wards putting some distance between himself and the fallen hollow landing with its left arm extended toward the ground as if to steady himself he crouched leaning forward pulling his right hand back beside its face as the green spiritual pressure began swirling around it as he closed his extended fingers making his hand resemble a beak of sorts as they began to meld and contort like metal enveloped in a green flame, together they extending to a huge sharp and thick point the weapon now extending far ahead of its face sprouting three jagged spikes reaching out from where its elbow used to be. The weapon appeared as if it was forged by the green flames of his spiritual pressure as they whipped around the newly deadly looking spear Vendrick pointed the spear directly at the mask of the broken convulsing lion before it green spiritual pressure exploding from the three spikes like fire propelling it faster as it drew closer. Looking directly into the closed eyes of its target "Open your eyes and meet your end as a warrior that has earned to die at my hand!" Bellowed Vendrick loudly as he drew nearer and nearer now only a few yards away.

Forcing one eye open the black lion gazed at its impending doom it clenched its jaws tightly as it fought the mental onslaught that threatened to overcome its consciousness in an attempt to stay alert long enough to do anything to miraculously avoid its own demise… Damn it all! How the hell could this happen?! I can't die here not now! The lion clenched its eyes searching for some strength to find a way to escape… "Give up! At least it will be quick!" came another voice it didn't recognize ignoring it the lion continued, I just found out there was an end a point to all this madness and chaos! There is a glimmer of hope that I can break free of this hunger! Vendrick was merely ten yards away now gaining speed using his spiritual pressure like a rocket pushing him faster; he locked eyes with his target as it seemed to find the strength to face its death with pride… I won't fail not now not here, I can't die here, I will continue on and reach the highest form possible I will live to beat this hunger! Finding the last of its strength laying on its back broken and beaten the lion snapped its eyes open and parted its jaws letting out a deep roar of defiance, releasing the last of its spiritual pressure the black comas began to spin rapidly inside their bright red orbs it locked eyes with the Vendrick. Only a few feet away now Vendrick angled his spear to aim for the lion's throat… I'll take his head clean off! Meeting its gaze there was a loud crash of his spear running through the hard stone in a shower of peppering his face with rubble and dust knocked loose from the force of the blow it was only as the dust had begun to clear that he noticed something was wrong. Hearing a deep low rumbling growing coming from the debris it confirmed his fears… There's no blood… Without even stopping to wonder how it happened the lion struck, if it hesitated to question the anomaly then its opportunity would fade before it could take advantage and it would not get another chance, with the last of bit of will power the wounded hollow could muster it attacked tearing a piece of the hollows mask off it may have been seriously injured but its fangs were as sharp as ever. "NOOOOO! YOU! How could YOU!" Vendrick loudly screamed out in anger as he jumped back yanking his spear free he landed on one knee ten yards from where the black hollow laid viciously devouring the large chunk of mask that it had ripped from the elevated hollow. "How were you able to dodge my attack, with your injuries I demand you tell me!? Vendrick commanded baffled at how it was possible for a lower class hollow with a crushed bones was able to avoid his strongest attack at full speed. Ignoring the question it gulped down the final bit of flesh ripped off Vendrick's face the lion reared its head letting out a pained roar as once again it was enveloped with black energy, whipping its head violently around the pain loud roar of the lion turned to an even louder deep ghastly wail. Leaning forward and falling on its stomach it began to shake violently is the broken bones began to make sickening pops and cracks as the broken bones began to forcefully heal, the wail grew even louder as a monsoon of black energy erupted with the transforming hollow at the epicenter. This time it blew Vendrick Vondolto cleanly off his feet he was sent flying after the black spiritual pressure crashed against his chest like a shock wave.

Hollow Black Lion Mindscape

The all blackness of this word began to crumple a green light shining there the cracks that began to run and spread across dark marbled walls. Like an ocean was bearing all its weight against the high stoned walls that seemed to stand without purpose The sky pitch black not one star in sight the only source of lite a hollow white ring that hung in the air like a full moon that had been punched through the center, strong huge black typhoons with flashes of red spinning periodically as if it followed a heartbeat they each reached in too the sky the land was filled with them hundreds in the distance but they did not even make the slightest sound only making it all the more unsettling. Looking down inside the bowl made up of the onyx colored stones that made the high walls in side hundreds of monstrous beasts each a little different from the last they all rushed to the center slashing, biting, and fighting one another in a ravenous frenzy to reach the center like there the only source of food was there and if anyone reached it before the other then the meal would be gone. At the center of it all encased in a black obsidian transparent stone was a young boy no older than 17 or 18 with long crazy black hair reaching down to the small of his back peacefully he slept frozen in the black stone the hoard of hollows slashing and clawing with all their might to break through the transparent black gemstone. As the walls began to crumble the black blood soaked floor cracked and open spires of some thick black substance began shoot through the ground, the more the empty black world and walls crumbled suddenly from the base the gemstone that protected the young man began to crack as well as long jagged lines began to extend and multiply in a web like pattern. Seeing the efforts had begun to work the feral hoard began to strike even quicker putting more strength behind each slash they took with little regard if any of the its fellow beasts fell in their way they ignored the crumbling stones falling as the black wall toppled a tidal wave of the thick black substance rushing behind it each swallowing everything in its path beast and monsters alike each one dissolving fading to nothing after becoming trapped and consumed steam rising from where the baits of raining black liquid had begun to burrow holes in their body but not one of they cared, they did not feel pain consumed by the same lust and obsession to reach and devour the one entrapped before them nothing else mattered. The now completely covered in cracks the gemstone began to chip away with each strike it endured losing strength with each second that passed each chunk grew bigger with everyone that was struck loose the more the inner world crumbled the weaker it became. Even the ring moon began to fall from the sky piece by piece at first the black wave rushed crashing down with unrivaled force and speed as the layer of obsidian finally gave way the wave came crashing down atop him from all sides there was no escape. It consumed all that was and could be the world now flooded in black there was no light here no glimmer of hope.

Feeling the sharp sting of the acidic like liquid the boy opened his eyes showing deep black eyes although dissolving and suffering the boy kept the calm empty look on his face like none of it mattered and to him none of it did. He knew this was not his world he knew nothing here so he asked himself "What would I even fight for?", Knowing that in this world there existed no place for him so he thought "Where would he go?", Remembering his past life the boy understood "I'm a failure what's the point after all?". The black acidic did its job and rather quickly at that the boy's skin was the first to go he could feel every nerve as it peeled and dissolved exposing red muscle that lie underneath, Remembering fully now all the trials and hardships all he lost and all the fighting right now in this moment he could remember them all "I've fought for so long so many times I choose to believe there was some worth or point to it all." He thought of his goal "In the end I failed however close I had gotten it was all for nothing at all." The soft his of his body dissolving was all he could hear as he fell deeper and deeper in to the darkness below. He thought of all he sacrificed and all he'd endured "For so long I carried the weight of all those around me back then I believed I was the strongest now this time I step down." Giving in he felt so calm the pain of his muscle fading to nothing was nothing to his freedom. Thinking back on all those he lost and even those the ones he tossed aside "I've always stood alone, what's the use in this world is I don't see the difference so I'm sorry but that hurt is to strong, the fight much to long the reward of simply surviving is simply just not enough here I'll let this dark tide take me." As if sensing his submission his body dissolved faster his feet first to go his arm next, then abdomen and shoulders they all faded to the darkness that aimed to swallowing him whole.

In his moment of total submission outta the darkness came a voice that quite simply said "I guess I was wrong about you." Vendrick Vondolto thought the boy "I thought you'd be the one to reach Vasto Lorde." "You tried to kill me." The boy answered "Yet somehow you ended my progress and my dream to save us from ourselves all hollows alike but you ended that now I could never reach the power needed to lead such a race." What are you talking about thought the boy "There's not much time now I guess I will show you my dream." Now without hair or skin a face and chest of floating muscle and a spine vertebra was all that was left of the boy images and thought flashed through the boys conscious like a movie he saw all Vendrick had to show him he saw all of Hueco Mundo through Vendrick's eyes he felt what he felt, the pain Vendrick felt in eating his own kind, the pity and remorse Vendrick felt when seeing how hollows simply lived in chaos and disarray eating and fighting for no reason, lastly he saw the image of Vendrick's vision of the future he felt the overwhelming hope Vendrick had his passion and drive to gain enough power to make them all listen to unite the higher class hollows and build some semblance of a life for some the beast's deemed uncontrollable and lost in a cycle of hatred and pain the young boy had never experienced before. It woke something inside the boy something long since dead now he understood what Vendrick Vondolto aimed to do he himself had attempted seemingly a life time ago.

Unsure of why or how Vendrick struck a spark inside the boy something the boy felt had left him long ago but perhaps it was that reason who choose to fight once again, to bear the weight one more time, maybe it was just the reason that for the first time in a long time it wasn't only his voice that screamed success in his head but right there and then the boy thought realized the hundreds and hundreds of voices that came from the darkness the fell like an ocean atop him each screaming their own rhyme or reason in the this void each in the pursuit of control they each pushed him deeper his body almost lost completely realizing he was going to lose the boy remembered his name with all his might he yelled out letting his will heart and new dream all flood and explode form within him "I AM MADARA UCHIHA! AND YOU WILL NOT SWALLOW ME, MY WILL IS THE STRONGEST NOW YEILD! BEND THE KNEE AND WITNESS THE BIRTH OF THE SAVIOR THAT I WAS BORN TO BE!" With all his might he pushed out without a shadow or glimmer of doubt the boy's body reformed instantly pushing out his hands he blew back the ocean around him Madara Uchiha stood again.

Hueco Mundo

A vast shroud of black shot straight in the sky towering high the newly formed Gillian let out a deep long wail thrashing back and forth stomping its feet it raged on like that for a few moments. Seeing the mask shaping and changing two fangs reaching down its jaw in the canines a long pointed nose curving up like a blade its jaw bone pushing it becoming jagged and sharp and the black markings it resembled a larger version of the mask the Lion wore… He took control so quickly they his will must be so strong normally it can take a life time but for him mere seconds. He could be the one to do it and reach Vasto Lorde he still needs to consume a huge amount of power to become Adjuchas but such huge spiritual pressure leagues above mine own is he really just a Gillian? Charging a black ball of pure energy the newly formed Gillian charged a pitch black Cero and shot it in a random direction causing a massive explosion off in the distance. Such incredible power I can no longer advance he must carry my dream he will see it through, I can't be certain but something inside me just knows his will power will carry and far exceed and dreams and goals that I had envisioned for Hueco Mundo… "Hey down here!" Vendrick yelled charging a small green blast he aimed it at the Gillian's head "That will get your attention thought Vendrick as he jumped atop the black massive cloak worn by the oversized hollow he jumped charging another blast he aimed it next to the Gillian's face Vendrick fired when suddenly the huge Gillian fazed out of existence appearing behind an unsuspecting Vendrick, he was helpless in the air the Gillian caught half of his body with ease thrashing his head back to its right the torso of Vendrick crashed hard into the sands below as the huge hollow devoured half of his body once again in a loud ghastly wail the Gillian began to release a huge column of black spiritual pressure.

Madara's Mindscape

A teenage Madara stood in and empty black world as he looked around he slowly understood. …This is me my world and mind thinking back on the strange dreams he recalled when he blacked out in a surge of power it had happened twice before. Back then it was simple gain more power. Thought boy now it's not a matter of just gaining power there's something I have to do to advance I just know it. He dropped down and crossed his legs and his arms and she shut his eyes deep in thought for a moment when suddenly a smile dawned his face, Madara was a genius and he relished in that fact for a moment as the answer came to him. He smirked …It's really too easy he thought to himself…if before it was a matter of gaining power than its obvious what happened I gained too much all at once and lost complete control causing my own power to consume me I stopped it from totally swallowing me alive but now I have to subdue it stabilize it under my control then that should work.

"Ok!" Feeling a huge surge of power Madara stretched his will power out until it covered everything inside his mind. He willed all to change like a huge weight fell on the world in his mind it began to change dramatically. A tall mountain grew from nothingness and grass bloomed across the huge fields, as a huge forest of Trees with Black leaves and branches the grass was black as well sitting atop the flat mountain Madara remembered the time he and Hashirama stood on top this mountain back home a rush of water came coursing running across the top of the mountain it made a huge red water fall the sky and the clouds the same as before Red as ever and black clouds but it all fit so well. Madara took It all in he could feel the huge amount of power inside him it raged outta control holding out his hand as if to grab it all at once held his hands open he sat that way for a moment eyes closed palm outstretched getting a feel for every bit of strength he had he could feel all the hollows minds inside his body each fighting for its little piece of control Madara took a deep breath strongly and firmly with a determined look in his eye he clenched his fist shut "Now stabilize!" he yelled aiming to rain in the chaos and tame the power raging inside.

Hueco Mundo

Wailing loudly the Gillian began to explode vivid red light emitting for the cracks that spread across its huge body it burst out in a shower of black spiritual pressure that shot straight into the sky. As Vendrick laid there unable to move he could see slightly in the middle of the black column as the outline of the Adjuchas class Madara Uchiha began to emerge. It seemed to absorb the outta control energy solidifying in shape Madara stepped forward bravely and proudly the only things Vendrick could make out in the darkness were the glowing red eyes and the three commas that slowly spun in each of them Madara was here…

Authors Note Yup that's right cliff hanger LOL I apologize but this chapter took way longer than I thought as its currently 5 am here in Orlando well I hope you enjoyed it Let me know what you think and what questions you have Also I'm thinking about adding two or one OC purely to become Madara's fracciones in the future Let me know your thoughts are on this.