Hi! Once again, I don't own Bleach or WoB(Still don' know who owns that, either-) so I own nothing but my own character... and some things I made up- but that's it, I promise! Also, viewer discretion is advised. But other than that, enjoy the new chapter!
Invincible…
Didn't even begin to illustrate how intoxicating this power I felt right now was.
It was like a junky just sold me his entire stash of LSD, meth, heroin, ecstasy, and cocaine, introduced me to his steroid jockey friend who sold me HIS entire stash of performance enhancing drugs and illegal protein shakes, and then used them all in one fell swoop.
Times one million.
Ever since that little "Scuffle" with those people, I have just been standing, suspended in the middle of the air, reveling in this Reiatsu that I most certainly would have not claimed as my own had I not battled the mysterious figure from before.
Funny how getting your ass kicked can do that.
But the power increase- it was, it was, enormous! Me at full power before couldn't even come close to what I feel like currently- at rest!
Was this the power of he could offer me? It was enormous! And if I was this strong now- I couldn't even begin to fathom what that guy would be like once all was said and done. That, quite honestly, scared me a bit, but considering what he did for me, I didn't think I would have to worry about him coming after me again. Least of all before he even began to power himself up as well!
I suppose I should regale you viewers with my story- after all, it was a riveting battle to be old of, afterall!
Too bad I don't like you all quite that much.
Or at all, actually-
Anyway, I wanted to test out this new-found strength, but in order to do so, I needed a guinea pig.
*BOOM* "Man, was hoping that one didn't miss!"
… A wolfy works too, though.
Inazuma was a Lieutenant of Soul Society, having his badge over his right arm like most other Lieutenants, standing about 6 feet with short black hair and a scraggly beard. He had on a black t-shirt under a sleeveless haori with some clan I didn't know the name of's symbol on the back, black hakama pants with the same symbol on the back of them(I was gonna kick his ass especially hard for making me look at said ass-), and wooden geta sandals on his feet. His Zanpakuto seemed to be active at that point, as on his head were two grey wolf ears and out of his tailbone was a similarly colored tail. His sword was transformed into four separate claws on each hand(He resembled more Wolverine than any wolf I've ever seen- just saying.).
He was attacking what I had to guess as Julia(Damn it- once Zangetsu gets word of this, there won't be any ass left for me to kick after he mounts it all on his mantle!), which wasn't good as the power difference between them was fairly substantial still, even after all those training sessions with Zangetsu(Which I am fairly sure they spent just having hot, passionate sex- which pisses me off more as he gets to pass off sex as training while I have to suffer through teaching all those obnoxious Arrancars how to hold a fucking sword damn it!).
Julia had already released a long time ago(Latigazo I think her release was called-) and was fighting as hard as she could to at least buy time for someone to come help her.
She was lucky I am such a gentlemen(HA!).
In her release state, she was about 5'10, with curly mid-length brown hair going down to her upper back, tan skin, a black eye patch running over her right eye(Covering her Hollow Hole, if I'm not mistaken-), with a white bucket hat(Her Hollow remnant-) on her head, resembling those western cowboy hats that were such a hit when I used to be alive because of those famous American actors starring in western films. She had on a black sleeveless black vest over a long sleeved red and white flannel shirt, with a badge of some sort being pinned to the vest at her chest(Rhyming? I'm a Hollow- I don't have enough education to be able to perform literary techniques like that or repetition.). She had on hip hugging blue jeans as well, that flowed down into high-heeled brown boots fit for a cowboy as well.
They had spurs for god's sake- she even had chaps worn over her jeans damn it! She was a cowgirl!
Her form of weaponry was a bullwhip(You know- the kind that is primarily used for BDSM shit after the riding crop? Makes you rethink who the dominant one in the bedroom is after you see her use it-) that was currently trying to get around Inazuma's neck to strangle him.
No working out very well, as you can imagine.
"Masacre de la Motosierra!" Julia yelled as she cracked her whip upwards, making it ramrod straight as five spikes shot out of it, one at the very tip, with the four others appearing at each side. They then started to furiously spin around the whup, making it into a makeshift chain-saw as she cracked the whip in Inazuma's direction.
Instead of trying to avoid it, however, he just closed his eyes. Ah hell, I hate his technique-
"Lobo Aullido Penetrante!" He yelled as he snapped his eyes open and released, to most, the most terrifying howl they had ever heard in their life.
To me, it sounded like an annoying chihuahua barking at my feet because I had on bunny slippers.
It did its job, though, as Julia's whip stopped dead in its tracks, as if it hit a wall, before flying back at more than twice the speed, over her head, which caused her to let it go from being unprepared as it went flying over the city too. But she didn't have time to dwell on what happened, as she too was sent flying shortly after as well. Luckily for her, I was there and I caught her waist with one hand while the other was stuffed in my pants pocket.
I give him a 3/10 on that launch.
No 1337 enough.
"Of course- right when I think it's over, it's not." Inazuma sighed as he scratched at his beard, apparently forgetting he had claws at the moment, and soon had four cuts going across his chin, with four equally comical straight lines of blood flowing out of each of them.
He apparently was used to this and just kept scratching at it.
"Get out of here, find your sword, and go back to Hueco Mundo. I'll handle him." I told Julia as I set her down and tried to crane my neck to the side to crack it-
Only to have it go a little too far and get stuck there. Fuck me.
As I tried to pry my neck back the other way by forcing it into its correct position, I could see Julia from my peripherals start to sweat and gulp. I wonder why- oh, yeah.
It was known throughout Hueco Mundo(And even Soul Society… don't know how, though-) that I wasn't exactly the most… reliable Hollow. That wasn't to say I was heartless(Well, I was a Hollow, so I guess I really DID have no heart- but that's beside the point.) or evil in any way, it just says I'm fairly weak compared to some individuals and not the best under pressure. And when you take into account fights between me and Inazuma don't much end in my victory, well, it was no surprise she was worried.
Now whether she was worried over me or herself was up to debate.
My money was on the latter.
"Just go." I grunted as I gave one last push on my neck- "Fuck!" Damn it! Now my neck was craned to the other side! "Hey, a little help over her-" Inazuma took that moment to appear next to me and swing his leg on the opposite direction my head was tilted. Though his eyes widened when the kick did nothing more then reset my head into its rightful position. "Huh. Thanks!" I told him as I grabbed his leg and threw him onto a building's roof to the left of me. I got there just as he lifted his head, which I proceeded to drop kick into the building, causing the whole foundation to wobble from the strength of it.
"I'll give you one chance, Inazuma, just because you're a fellow Peacekeeper." I told him as I turned my back and started walking further up into the sky. "Release your Bankai now, or I won't be giving you the chance to at any other point in this fight." I turned around again once I was at an appropriate height and looked down at Inazuma, who was standing on the roof, staring blankly at the sky, or more specifically, the full moon that was in the sky(Had I forgotten it was already night time? No, I just wanted a challenge. And what better way to do that then fight a wolf in the dark?). He slowly looked over to me(I suddenly got the feeling that the one girl from Paranormal activity who got possessed was looking dead at me-), then back to the sky, before seeming to come to a decision.
He raised both arms swiftly skyward. "Ban-kai." He said as he slashed across both sides of his face with his claws. "Holy shit!" I screamed as I watched on. That was fucking new! Was it because of the full moon out on display, or was he just that confident in his abilities that he thought he could beat me blinded?! "Hombre Lobo sagrado de Sacrificio." He whispered(How was I able to hear that from here- damn physics breaking abilities!) as the blood suddenly came spurting out of his wounds. But the thing that had me morbidly amused was the fact that the blood soon began to circle around him before cocooning him inside a blood sphere. Why was I amused as well?
Because the blood soon transformed into grey fur and still encompassed him, making him into a giant furball.
Seriously- he looked like a baby mouse in that thing!
I don't know what was going on though- he never did this when he went Bankai on me before. Though if his Bankai stays true- just powered up- then I wouldn't like what I see.
The fur soon retracted, however, and showed the beast he had become. He was much taller- about three and a half feet taller, which meant he would be towering over me now. He was covered in grey fur everywhere- no place was untouched by it. He stood on haunches now, a snout, black beady eyes, fuzzy ears and tail- he was a walking stereotype of a werewolf. The only weapons he appeared to have were the claws on his hands and feet. Way more intimidating than him standing at the same height with fuzz all over his body. He growled before he released a piercing howl that broke the glass surrounding us.
Which included my lenses that then poked into my eyes.
Ouch.
Right after I took them off and gouged out both my eyes to be replaced by new ones(If I had an ice-cream scoop handy, it would have gone far smoother-), Inazuma then decided to communicate with me.
"Grrrrrrrr- GRAH!" Or tried to at least. I didn't know what he was saying as I was not the dog whisperer-
Did I look Mexican to you?
Oh, yeah- you don't know what I look like(Ha Ha!). Oh well.
Inazuma just kept grunting and barking at me, and I just got sick of it. "Oi! Fuck-face! We live in Japan, so start speaking English like everyone else!" I yelled at him through cupped hands. He didn't seem to like that, as he growled and then slammed his paw directly into my face(Was that Shunpo or natural speed?!) sending me flying across the city. "Gross, I had my mouth open! Now I have fur on my tongue!" I screamed as I tried to get the fur off my tongue- it tasted like how wet dog smells!
There wasn't even a body of water nearby!
"Now you've pissed me off, pooch!" I told him as I slapped my cheeks in preparation to get pumped for the fight. Then I punched my left cheek to really get pumped.
Can never be too pumped, folks.
I roared as I met him head on when he tried to punch me, grabbing his hand. He wasn't expecting this it seemed, as he didn't block my counter punch to his chest(I couldn't reach his head to hit him in the snout like I had planned, to make it seem like I was disciplining him like a bad puppy. Would have been hilarious though-). I, however, wasn't expecting his fur to act like spikes and offset my punch(They didn't pierce my hand- my Hierro was too strong!) enough to where he could claw at my face. I brought up my left arm though to block.
Which ended up making it a stump(I really needed to learn not to turn off my Hierro at the worst of times-).
God damn Shinigami- what did Favorite Fucking Left Arm ever do to any of you?!
I used the blood flowing from my arm to blind the bastard, and, while blinded, I used the time to regenerate enough of my arm to get some of the bone back, but stopped it to where the radius was nice and sharp, then used it to stab him in where(I think-) his kidney was. He roared in pain as he swiped randomly about, still blinded.
That had to hurt a skele-ton.
… I blame video games for the awful jokes I tell.
I jumped back and regrew the rest of my arm as he finally got the blood out of his eye. I then appeared behind him and feinted an uppercut that was supposed to go into a knee jab to his stomach(Though, doing the math now, it would have instead gone to his groin with his add on in height.), but for some reason, he did not try to block, which ended up with me uppercutting into the lower thoracic region of his vertebra. I was too shocked at why he would not dodge an attack that dangerous to his entire body to dodge his tail swipe that swept me into an office in a building to my right.
That attack was very deadly- if I had been putting more momentum into that uppercut instead of my knee, he would be very much dead right now from breaking his lower thoracic vertebral column(Hell- even from here I could see he was hunching down and in obvious pain coming from his back-), which would in turn break his upper lumbar column, which would have the domino effect of eventually leaving his entire spinal cord useless.
So why didn't he dodge? Why hadn't his fur protected him from my attack like last time? Hell, why didn't he have his tail swipe me away like I had thought he would do? Was the moon covered up, giving him an added weakness? Checking my memory, the light around us never diminished, so the moon couldn't have been covered up. Was it not him that surprised me, but- myself? I mean- I knew I was faster, stronger, all around better than I was before(But looking at me before, that wasn't saying much.), but did I grow so much faster than him and his heightened senses that I could catch him off guard with my speed? But, that didn't take into account the fact that his fur should have stopped me like it did last time I tried attacking him. Unless…
My power was still growing?
"Gisei Hauringuhariken." Huh. So he can speak. But it wasn't in English, so my Japanese heritage couldn't understand what he sai- and he ripped off his arm. Super. But as the blood flowed down the sky, it started to circulate like it did last time. I don't think it would be protecting anyone this time though, so I decided to do that specific job for it(Testing my limits or not- I still had a job as Peacekeeper to do, and even if no one was in the building, I still had to stop it in case someone was. Troublesome.). I threw off the desk that had fallen on top of me and removed the staple that was stapled to my head in the crash and rushed to the edge of the office to the window.
"Holy, hell that is a lot of blood." I muttered to myself as the blood hurricane came ever closer to my position. I held my hand out, but decided against a defensive technique this time. "Cruz del Cortador!" I whispered as I held both my arms in an 'X' position, then appeared behind Inazuma with them dramatically at my side, as if I had swung them(I like theatrics, sue me.). After I did that, the hurricane dissipated after it was cut into fours from what looked like a cross cut, with Inazuma soon having a similar shaped wound running across his entire chest, blood spurting forth out of it.
… Perhaps it was time I cut my nails- 90 years is a long time to not cut your nails.
Inazuma growled as his fur shook, before his cut and even his arm repaired themselves. He also had regeneration? I blocked his swipe with my forearm as I grinned. Time to see how good it was! I jabbed my hand into his stomach(Yep- I was definitely still growing in power if my half-hearted jab was enough to pierce his defenses.) and brought out a souvenir from it's expedition.
"Ooooooh- a liver! I think I will keep you. I'll name you George and love you and hug you and- Gah!" I grunted as he slammed his paw into my face, sending me spinning face first into the same building from before. He took his liver and shoved it back into his stomach with a wince. No!
George!
I removed the staple from my cheek as I appeared and kicked him in the head, hearing a sickening crack as I did so. Really needed to watch my newfound strength.
"Why can't I sense you?" Ah, so the beast speaks! "So, finally decide to talk, eh furball?" I asked him as I grabbed the hand that tried to punch me as he materialized in front of me. "Every time you get out of my sight, I lose track of you, and then you appear randomly to attack me. It doesn't make SENSE!" He growled as he tried to punch me with the other hand, only for me to grab that one too. "I have no idea what you're talking about." A white lie. I vaguely remember the figure telling me something about this, but I don't believe they touched on it too much. "Don't lie to me- I can smell when you are!" Wait, was he serious? How can you smell when someone is lying? His tail came up when I was pondering that and smacked right dab into my crotch, making my eyes widen.
He was so lucky I had the time to put up my hierro, or else he would be needing a pair of the things he was trying to break soon after that.
He then uppercutted my chin causing me to be thrown upwards, where he then proceeded to heel drop me down towards the same building that kept taking my body like a trooper, causing it to finally crumble from the pressure, dust flying everywhere. I would have just popped out normally to continue this fight, but what he was talking about had me intrigued, so I created a single ball of Reishi that would act as a decoy while I sprinted to behind a nearby building to its right. Will this work?
The ball of energy then burst outward, blowing the dust away as it went straight up towards Inazuma, who then dodged and quickly shunpoed to where the energy came from. So, he really couldn't sense my energy, could he? A shame- as his Bankai relied on finding the Reiatsu of an individual, and using the enhanced senses his transformation gave to catch the opponent off guard and made sure he himself was never caught off guard. But him not being able to sense me made him akin to a shark out of water fighting Jackie-chan… Albeit, a fairly hairy shark and a dashingly handsome Jackie-chan, but still!
Right when he go to the scene and figured out I was not really there, I appeared behind him and stabbed him right next to his Jugular, letting him know that if I had really wished it to be, he would be dead right now. Then as he fell to his knees, I elbowed his temple, knocking him out and sending him back to Soul Society.
Tch. Looked like I would have to find someone who wouldn't be handicapped to test myself.
Looking over in the distance, I could see a massive tree had sprouted on the outskirts of town. So it would seem Kol had captured somebody- more than likely a Hollow as he never went all out on a fellow Shinigami, and considering almost everyone else was asleep at this point, I was inclined to believe it was Julia he had captured.
Fuck my life I was tired.
Getting to the scene, it appeared that the giant tree twisted to wrap around itself to keep whoever was inside trapped there. Knocking on the bark confirmed that it was harder than steel too. Bringing my hand back, I punched the tree, causing a portion of it to cave in on itself, allowing me to push it away and enter myself.
Too bad my muscles weren't harder than steel though, as I had to fix my broken, bruised, bleeding hand after that stint.
Inside was hell. At least, I thought it was with all the god damn fire everywhere. Made it hard to see everything, but the it seemed there was one supporting structure holding everything up wih interlayered branches coming off it at random intervals. So it was karrie- close to Julia… if you closed your eyes and ignored the pyromaniac nature and tendency to act like a released psycho ward patient every living second of her life. But other than that, it was totally close. Looking around confirmed that Fluffy was nowhere in sight(There was a God- and he/she did like me!), but what was karrie doing out without him? She never went out without him(And he was too stubborn to just keel over and die- too much to even pretend to do so.), so where was he? Ah well- not like I cared about him. If it was only karrie in here, I could just leave- she could handle herself(All psychotic people can!).
"Bunki ki Baindo!" I looked up to see the tree around us mold outward, capturing karrie, binding her on one of the higher branches. Okay, maybe I did need to stay. I sighed as I started branch hopping to go get her free- "Mokuzai Sakusei gyakusatsu!" Ah, fish paste- he noticed me. I smacked a random tentacle away from my face(God damn it- these hentai heathens won't stop tormenting me!) as more wooden constructs came out to try and stop me.
I can say I dodged a pair of heels, an apple, a bicycle, three midgets in a clown car, I DIDN'T dodge the panties(Worth it-), a pop tart, a frying pan, a microwave, a house, and a gremlin today- all made out of wood- before I reached the top branch where the two were at.
I panted as I stood on the topmost branch this construct had as pieces of burning wood fell behind me before I took in the sight in front of me. Karrie was covered head to toe in wood, with only her eyes uncovered, which were glaring at Kol(More than likely for stopping her fire spree- hey! The tingle is back!).
Kol was in a regular Shinigami uniform, with a badge over his left bicep, signifying Lieutenancy. He stood around 5'8 and had short brown hair with two long bangs framing his face, which was covered in war paint(Large, hollow circle on his forehead with a dot in the middle, covered his eye sockets as well as had half a butterfly's side going directly down his face, symmetrical on each side.) with his zanpakuto transformed into a wakizashi made of the same wooden material everything else was made from. Kol's eyes widened as he saw me before he narrowed them. "Hado Number 32: Okasen!" He firmly spoke as he swiped his hand in front of him, firing a yellow arc of light at me. I, for the life of me, just wanted to go to bed after the day I just had, so I just rushed into the beam, it doing nothing to me as Kol's eyes widened before I got in front of him.
"Giro Desgarrador." I grabbed his left arm(Might be his Favorite Fucking Arm- it was 50/50 chances for me at this point.), stomped on his right foot, and pulled his arm up over my shoulder-
*SQUISH*
"GAH!" Oops- only meant to dislocate his arm.
I really need to watch my strength.
I quickly kneed his face, knocking him unconscious and sending him back to Soul Society. I'm sure they could fix him up. Even if his arm was still on the ground, writhing in the same agony its owner was still in.
… They had good healers-
Soon enough, I found myself outside the giant tree(It would wither soon enough without its masters Reiatsu to feed it- and the town would have more firewood then it knew what to do with! I'm such a good guy!) holding karrie piggy-back style(She was used to riding on things, and I just wanted to go home- it was a win-win situation.) as I walked back to Hueco Mundo.
"So- what were you doing in the neighborhood?" It wasn't me who asked that surprisingly(Or not- I was tired and wanted to get home.) and I didn't know how to respond. "I could ask you the same thing, it's fairly late outside." I turned to her with one eye closed. "Me? I was just walking by earlier when I saw Julia had been cornered by the guy back there, and decided to save her butt- so she owes me one, you know?" She giggled(Seemingly at the possibilities of what she could get for this-) insanely. I grunted. "Though, I had just gotten through with training, so I sent her back with Fluffy while I tried to beat him- then so many plants appeared and I lost myself in the beauty of everything. Which I proceeded to set on fire and make even MORE beautiful." She cackled. I grunted. "Then I got rapped, he seemed to sense something was wrong and started making things out of wood- and viola! You appeared to save me! My hero~" She laughed psychotically. I grunted. "So- what were you doing there this late at night?" The whispering in my ear normally caught me off guard. I grunted. "Finishing the fight I started to save her ass the first time." I told her honestly.
"Ho? You were just in a fight, this late at night, and you still came to save me from him? My, my- someone is after a reward!" I didn't have the energy to tell her I actually thought it was Julia who was trapped and was going to leave after I saw it wasn't her as we finally entered Hueco Mundo- "Well, I pay my bills when they are due, good sir, and this is no different!" I had no fucking clue what she was talking about at this point as we made it to Fraccion 2's Barracks. "We're here." I grunted as she got off. I have been doing that a lot in the last two paragraphs, haven't I? "Before you go- here's your reward!" I didn't like the way she said that-
But I was morbidly surprised when she shoved her tongue down my throat. Didn't expect that- "Don't go finding yourself in any more trouble now, you here?" She cheerfully told me after the kiss was done, walking back into her Barracks humming a peachy tune. I didn't know how to respond to that.
I grunted.
Why break tradition?
I woke up in my bed with my Espada bending over me, hair cascading over my face. For a second I thought I had walked into the wrong room to go to sleep in, but a side check to the wall confirmed it was mine.
Why?
It had a calendar of how long it had been since I was in the potato hell on it.
Looking back up, she was still there. The hell was she here for then? She apparently read minds as she answered me. "You seemed down. So I came here to cheer you up!" She smiled and closed her eyes. Oh yeah, I sometimes forget she is just about the most purest being you'll ever find(I don't think she even knows what the meaning of the words 'Kill', 'Slaughter', 'Maim', or 'Taxes'.).
Pale, for one thing, abou 5'11, had long blonde hair that reached her ankles, a long white dress that also reached her ankles, with sleeves long enough to cover her hands with, and white sandals. She also had the widest, bluest eyes(That's a book now that I think of it- don't read it.) I had ever seen.
All-in-all, the purest creature you had ever seen.
At least off the battlefield-
Ever see a guy's head get shoved up his friend's anus as he simultaneously gets some other guy's head shoved up HIS ass- after they were all force fed chipotle?
'Humancentipede' she called 's a reason I left the Fraccion in the first place-
And to find out that same person was standing above me while I slept?
I'm not afraid to say I peed myself a little bit.
"Uh, there's no need to do that, Oracion- I'm not really feeling down." I kind of was, actually, but she didn't need to know that. Her eyes narrowed. "Do I need to get the liar stick out, again?" NO! "NO! Uh, I mean- it's not necessary! I am perfectly fine!" I started to sweat. You don't want to know what she does with the liar stick.
… She does exactly what you think she does with it.
"So I make you feel better, than?" She asked cutely with her eyes closed, smile on her face. Damn minx- "Yes, fine." I sighed as she whooped, got off me, and started bouncing up and down on the floor, before she grabbed my leg and dragged me off to the Hoomahn World, me staring blankly at the sky as she did so.
Gotta love these Gigai I made- durable and almost as authentic as the real thing.
Her 'Cheering Up' routine consisted of her taking one to go shopping all day, with said person buying all the outfits she wants as she goes store to store. Does that cheer one up? No- it just makes you more depressed if anything.
But with the way she carries herself- her aura, eventually, you can't help but start to feel better.
It was working on me, too, as we returned to the Fraccion 10 Barracks, a small smile on my face as I carried all her boxes and bags while she skipped in front of me, humming a joyful tune, smile on her face. Sure, my wallet might be empty for a while(Read:A year or so-), but hanging out with the Espada never got old or crisp- never being the same. I really was having a good time, forgetting my troubles-
Until we passed Afro's room.
Rude, if I had to describe him in one word. He was the Espada before Oracion, but he lost his seat when he went off on a 'Training' trip for a couple months. I am skeptical to call it training, as no one knows where he went, and there were multiple cases of unknown homicide when he went missing, but mysteriously reappeared when me and the other Peacekeepers brought an end to the killings of hoomahns to produce more soldiers. Could I fault him for following orders? No- but when we received a list of all known perpetrators, he was not on that list.
And something tells me he wasn't doing it for the sake of our race.
Afro's attire consists of a 'Number Two' headband, he also wears a white japanese folding shirt, and dark brown baggy pants with heavily frayed hems by the ankles. He wears a pair of japanese geta and had his sword strapped to his waist. He himself was black(Not gonna say 'African American' as that makes me sound more racist than if I had said black-), about 6 foot, and had a black, graying afro on his head(What did you think he was gonna have for hair- a perm?). He also seemed o be perpetually smoking a cigar, too(Never seen him without one-).
He apparently had a run-in with Suoh. How do I know? Because of the type of insults he was sending my way. Yes, he insults me enough for me to be able to decipher what he was doing before he started on his tirade. Neat trick, huh? Though I must applaud him on the fact no insult is ever the same- he always comes up with new ones, seemingly on the fly, to keep up with our current situations. But I have still heard them all- being unpopular in both life and unlife will make you desensitized to insults(Except the one where you insult someone's weight- that one always hurts. Good thing I can't be called a 'Fatty Fatty Goombulattee' though-). So I just stood there, taking insult after insult(Huh. 'It's typical for me to masturbate and envision you suffering.' is a new one-), holding all the bags and boxes. Typical day, pretty much. That wasn't what ruined my mood-
It wasn't even when he spat on my face(Not the first time he's put DNA on my face. I say DNA because he has put other forms of liquid on my face before, though that kind of stopped after a threat from my old Espada about 'Taking what makes you a man'.). It was when Oracion stepped in that my mood soured.
It wasn't that I didn't like her standing up for me(Actually, I didn't, but that's a topic for later-), but it was the fact that after she tried to help his target shifted. I couldn't stand to watch a friend get insulted in front of me(Far away? In the distance? I didn't care-). Especially when it was a woman-
No matter how much said woman made me want to run away screaming in the opposite direction as I hold my butthole!
"Oi, Shampoo-" I told him as I dropped the bags to the ground as I walked up to him, taking a jab at his favorite Manga, which seemed to piss him off as he scowled and turned to me. "You got beef? Cut it for me- not her!" I scowled and pointed at Oracion who was directly behind him. He sneered as he puffed smoke in my face. "Make me, punk." He suddenly turned and was about to slap oracion, but I appeared in front of him and held his hand in place. "Don't you dare touch one of my friends, L'oreal-" I told him. "Because you're not WORTH IT!" I yelled as I cut off his hand that held his sword(Which was trying to slash my head in two- getting it cut over a dozen times in half is enough for me.). Both Afro's and Oracion's eyes widened at this.
Apparently, they weren't expecting that. Personally- I wasn't either.
Afro growled before he wrenched his hand from my grip and punched me in the face, throwing me into the halls wall. I shook my head as I got up from the ground and blocked his next sword strike with my blade's sheath. The sheath by itself looked more ornate than any regular blade, with its coloring being mainly orange, and strange glyphs of every color you could think of on it, reinforcing it to the point of being sharper than most blades. Not that my opponents knew that- as attested when I cut off Afros pinky on his left hand that just grew back.
Before he could recover properly, I grabbed his neck and pinned him to the wall. "You think it's funny to try and hurt others just because you feel like it? You think it's cute?!" I whispered harshly in his ear as he grunted and threw me off him. "I do what I want because I want to- not because I care for others and what they think of me!" He told me harshly as I gritted my teeth and charged at him, sheath in hand as he raised his right arm in preparation.
I roared as I swung low on him as he swung high-
*CHINK*
I stopped running as I stood behind Afro, sheath still in position to slash, as he did the same with his blade. After a few suspenseful seconds, my left arm(God damn it!) slowly slid down my side until it fully slid off my shoulder to the ground, blood starting to pour as it did so, painting the hall around me red. It would have scalped the left side of my head too had I not tilted it at the last possible nano-second. I personally didn't care though(Except for FFA, who just keeps taking the abuse-) as I achieved what I wanted. I grinned as I heard a gasp coming from Oracion behind me. I slowly turned around, and my grin grew just as slowly when I took in the sight before me.
Afro had a slight nick on his right cheek, but his eyes were quivering at the sight of his afro-
Which had a large chunk of the right side lobed off.
Did I just do what you all think I did? Yes.
Yes I did.
Afro slowly looked over to me, and just from staring at the way the remains of his afro stiffened, I could tell he was livid. Livid enough to go release in our Barracks?
"Repent, En primer lugar la Relajación!"
Looks like the rest of the walls getting painted red- though from his blood or mine, was up to debate.
I'm really feeling like betting 2 is gonna always be right these past few days.
As his transformation finished, Oracion took a step forward, intending to end this before it started, but I held a hand out to her, telling her I would handle it. She looked conflicted for a second, before nodding and letting me take care of it. could be a pretty good actor when she needed to be.
I wasn't stupid. The whole reason she had stuck around me all day was to try and figure out why she(Or anyone else it appeared-) couldn't sense my Reiatsu- hell, the only reason she had tried to 'stop' the fight was so that it didn't look suspicious of her to just stand and watch one of her own get pummeled into the ground by another of her own! She wanted nothing more then for me to battle him to see the extent of this 'ability', but to do so she had to take a gamble.
She got risky, and she's lucky there is nothing more that I like than a risque woman.
Afro before and after didn't look that much different- just the headband now sporting a number one, and his looks seemed a lot less disheveled now. He looked younger and didn't look like he had just gotten back from dumpster diving is what I'm saying. Sadly, it would seem his hair fixed itself too.
I lost FFA number 113 for nothing?!
"You're dead-" He growled as he appeared behind me, a slash appearing across my stomach as he did. That would be the last time he wounded me. I grabbed my sheath as I turned and slashed at him when he tried to stab my back. My sheath threw his aim off enough for his blade to barely touch my shoulder as it cut through the cloth on it, allowing me to thrust my sheath into his gut, stabbing straight through. He didn't expect that again, but wasn't going to be caught off guard like last time so he just kicked me off as my sheath retracted from his stomach enough for him to patch up the hole.
I wasn't one to let up an assault, however, so I quickly went in again with a flurry of slashes, feints, thrusts, and whatever have you. It would seem I was steadily increasing in speed as my comfort over attacking grew as Afro soon started to sweat and grit his teeth. Probably over the fact I myself had yet to release and I was still keeping him on the defensive. He changed that soon though as he stopped my sheath with his blade after grabbing it with his left arm as well. "La Distracción de la mejor Espadachín!" He took his left hand off his blade(Which made his right one start to shake at the pressure it needed to hold my sheath back-) to grab his own sheath, and throw it at my neck, point blank.
I didn't know what was coming exactly, but I did have an idea(His attack literally had him screaming 'Distraction'.) So instead of blocking or dodging like he had wanted me to do- I took it. So as his eyes widened at me taking his sheath to my neck this close up, I tipped his balance off with his blade by moving under my sheath and and shoving my shoulder forward, shoving his sword away and allowing me to sink my own sheath into his neck.
We both just stood there, sheathes in each other, blood dribbling down our necks, before Afro reached forward and pulled his sheath out and slashing with both it and his sword to cut off my hands. My eyes widened before I brought up my leg in an attempt to block his sheath, but he brought up his sword as well and cut it off below the knee.
As I fell to the floor, he took his sheath and stabbed me right in the stomach, and the leaned down to whisper to me. "I'm going to decapitate you like my father was- consider it a reward for actually managing to cut me." He then proceeded to flicker his sword towards my neck, splattering blood all over the walls.
As 'my' head went rolling down to Oracion's feet, Afro coughed up a bit of blood.
I blew some hair out of my eyes. I told you he wouldn't cut me again this fight. The body on the floor, however… "La Reencarnación de Sangre : la Liberación." I spoke as the body on the floor and the sheath on the floor where Afro had thrown it after removal(And the head Oracion was looking at like it was her own skull-) soon turned red and liquified as it slithered to return to me, crawling up my skin to any orifice it could find and soon going into it. I was literally seeing red at one point-
Soon after that was done, I took my the actual sheath out of his body(Where his heart would be- if he had one, I suppose.) and kicked him to the floor, him reverting back to normal as I did so. Just goes to show-
Show what? I don't know- stay in school or something?
As I walked back to the bags, Oracion snapped out of her stupor and ran to Afro's side. "How- how…?" "Did I do that? You're not the only one who realized no one could feel my power anymore. And there was a plethora of hiding spaces here for me to hide in… too bad I chose your room to hide in-" I shuddered.
Never had I seen so much Yaoi Hentai in one place.
I picked up the bags and placed them in her room nearby before leaving and closing the door and exiting the Barracks soon after that(Oracion had decided to take Afro to our healing clinic- I often forgot that not everyone could survive a their heart being stabbed and collapsed. Whoops.). I had answers to get- and the only way to get them would be to get the hell out of dodge(I.E. Hueco Mundo.) and go to the hoomahn world.
"Hey, Mu, wait up!"
But first- "Yo, what up Zephyr-" A sword stabbed me in the chest.
Favorite Fucking Left Lung- no!