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Misama Ooka

"Submit or perish. There are no longer any other options in this world."

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a character in “Bleach: Burning Dawn”, as played by Binsetsu

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Name: Misama Ooka

Age: Appears to be in his mid to late twenties, but is far older than that.

Appearance: A man of average stature, standing at 5`9 feet tall and near womanly body structure. He has long black hair, nearly pristine white skin, a skinny body and a face of gentle features. Yet somehow he is never considered womanly. Perhaps it is the cruel grin stuck to his face with no intention of leaving, or perhaps it is the sheer amount of power he displays in his very stance. Once he preferred the traditional Shinigami garb, but he has since changed to a slightly more expressive outfit. On his head he mostly wears simple straw hat to keep his head out of the sun.

Abilities: Ooka in excels in all forms of combat available to a Shinigami. But his main forte is his incredible skill in Kidou, which is so great he was once considered the most powerful user of Hadou within the Gotei 13. He also possess an immense amount of Reiryoku, greater even than that of the captains of Gotei 13.

Division: Formerly, 6th division.

Rank: Formerly, Captain

Zanpakuto: 現御神 (Akitsumikami / Living God). Ooka´s Zanpakutou is an old looking katana. The scabbard is not lacquered, keeping its original wood like texture. Around the scabbard is wrapped a navy blue sageo, its grip is wrapped in a similar cloth. Affixed right under the Zanpakutou´s cross guard and on the scabbard are small circular logos of the noble house Ooka once belonged too. The blade itself appears to be unpolished, having a somewhat more metallic look to it than most ordinary Zanpakutou, yet if one were to look closely at the blade it is as if it contains water, the inside of the blade flowing and shimmering to unseen currents.

Shikai: In its Shikai form Akitsumikami doesn´t change shape, only gaining the abilities of its Shikai form.

鬼道の主 (Kidou no Ou / King of Demon Arts): A passive ability and a most fearsome one. This ability of Akitsumikami empowers its wielder´s Kidou to immense proportions. So great is this enhancement that if a captain level Shinigami were to use use Kidou without incantations it would still be as powerful as if he had said the full incantation.

霊力の主 (Reiryoku no Ou / King of Spiritual Power): This power allows its wielder to control and redirect Reiryoku at will, no matter its source. This allows the wielder of Akitsumikami to negate most nonphysical attacks with the wave of a hand and even weaken Hohou and Sonido, leaving others with only physical attacks as a means to damage Ooka. A side effect of this ability is that its wielder can use Reiryoku in the environment or even Reiryoku that was unleashed by enemies to power their own Reiryoku based abilities, allowing the wielder to use Reiryoku based abilities of great power and with far greater frequency without growing tired. As most Shinigami, Zanpakutou, Arrancar and Hollows make use of Reiryoku to attack this might be the most fearsome of Akitsumikami´s powers. This ability was once thought to be Akitsumikami´s Bankai ability.

Bankai: Ooka has never had to use Akitsumikami´s bankai, as there has never been a Shinigami or Hollow powerful enough to necessitate its use. Although it is most certain he has a Bankai, one can only wonder at what it´s abilities might be.

Release Command: 覇を唱え, 現御神. (Ha wo Tonae, Akitsumikami. / Reign Supreme, Living God.)

Personality

Once Ooka was considered the example of not just how a Captain of the Gotei 13 should be, but an example of what a Shinigami should be. Kind, but with a strong sense of justice and a burning desire to protect others. He was quick with a joke and fast to try and cheer up those around him. Filled with pride about being a Shinigami from a noble house, yet never to the point of arrogance. Strong and strict, but never unapproachable by others. He was also most generous, often treating his subordinates to dinner. In short, he was a uniquely kind man whose smile never faded. Few knew that this was but a façade of the man Ooka truly was.

The true Ooka turned out to be quite different from the persona he assumed while in Soul Society. He is cruel and uniquely ambitious. Arrogant to the point where he sees himself of the king of all things, in the real world, Hueco Mundo and Soul Society. Unfortunately, he knows he has the power to back up his claim. He enjoys watching others struggle, even as he slowly forces the realization that their struggle is useless upon them. Although he is not above making use of others to further his plan, he is paranoid and considers no one his ally, there are merely enemies and tools to be used. The only quality that remained is his generosity, for he is most generous when rewarding those who served him well and even more generous when punishing those who failed him.

History

As the first son of a prestigious noble house of Soul Society, expectations were heaped upon Ooka from the moment of his birth. Expectations he lived up to, seemingly without effort. He graduated from the Shinigami Academy within record time and became a seated officer the moment he joined one of Gotei 13´s divisions. But his rise to fame didn´t stop there. His natural ability and power was quickly noticed and he was promoted to the ranks quickly, reaching the rank of Lieutenant after only 5 months. He soon became one of Soul Society´s new stars, a Shinigami that served as an example to all others. Even after this unprecedented rise through the ranks and his exemplary role, the noble house of his birth did not stop to lay expectations upon Ooka. They always expected more and now, they expected Ooka to become a Captain.

Ooka never failed to live up to expectations, within only a few years he became a favoured candidate for a Captain position and a few years later he ascended to the illustrious position. One might expect that the highly prestigious rank of Captain would be enough to satisfy the glory seeking elders of the Noble House Misama, but it was not so. Ooka´s increasing success and seemingly limitless ability only threw gas on the fire of their ambition. They wanted to rule Soul Society now, using Ooka´s power as their ace in the hole. But Ooka wouldn´t be their puppet and destroyed his own house single-handedly when they set their plan to overthrow Soul Society in motion. Ooka was lauded as a hero who made the ultimate sacrifice in order to protect Soul Society and became even more popular.

But when Ooka was sent to the human world to destroy a Vasto Lorde that had appeared there, the Shinigami were faced with the harsh reality of the world. Even a captain of Ooka’s immense power was not invincible and he was destroyed while covering the retreat of his subordinates when a second Vasto Lorde showed up. At least, that was what Soul Society was led to believe. For both Vasto Lorde were destroyed and there was no trace to be found of Ooka. Naturally, everyone assumed that Ooka had been killed even as he had destroyed the two Vasto Lorde. In a way, it made him an even greater hero of Soul Society. If only they knew the truth…

Ooka had used the appearance of the two Vasto Lorde as an excuse to dismiss his subordinates, even as he set his own plan in motion. Destroying the pair he then escaped to Hueco Mundo, so he could use the Hollow and Arrancar there as an army with which to destroy the Gotei 13 and place himself in the position of king of all existence. Even now, when the entirety of Soul Society believes him dead, he plots in the shadows of Hueco Mundo to overthrow the natural order of things.

So begins...

Misama Ooka's Story

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo


Ooka walked through the thick ash like deserts of Hueco Mundo. He had been here for some time now and he was finally getting used to the dreary and depressing place. And perhaps more importantly, it was getting used to him. Hollows and Arrancar had finally started falling in line. Finally started to realize that they could do nothing to stand against the coming storm and were better off submitting to it. Standing in its way only delivered annihilation, of course, the inhabitants of Hueco Mundo might be slow, but they understood that much. But now there was a new problem. Some of his subordinates had disappeared. Without a trace too, which is what bothered Ooka the most. This was his realm. The first of the three and he would accept no defiance to his rule. No, this upstart would be found.

So he walked. He walked through dunes of ash, past calcified trees, past large rocks proving home to the more cowardly Hollows. He walked and all parted before him. No Hollow dared to defy him. None dared to even address him, for they knew they were weak, pathetic and an offense to his sense. To stand in his way was to invite death, so they parted. And so he walked, ever onward. Oh this one was clever, his Reiatsu hidden extremely well. Had it been anyone else, they might not have found that slight sniff, that miniscule oddness that proved a bread crumb trail straight for this trespasser. Had it been anyone but Ooka, this upstart would have gone undetected for many years more. Or so Ooka believed. But he had yet to find anything that proved otherwise.

As he approached the makeshift lab, he didn’t bother hiding his Reiatsu. He didn’t flaunt it either, but there was no point in hiding it. If this creature was so cautious as to hide itself, it would surely notice any oddities heading its way. So he didn’t do either. A stance of indifference, which reflected how he felt about this creature. So he stood on the edge of the makeshift lab, letting his Reiatsu flow naturally, sure the creature would sense it. He stood and waited. Waiting for whatever rat had hidden itself away here.

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Kenpachi Magatsu – 11th Division Captain

Seireitei Streets


Magatsu walked through the streets of Soul Society. He had been sleeping for a long time. His joints were stiff. A brisk walk through the streets of Seireitei would ease that some. But that wasn´t why he had gone on this walk. He had hoped to find someone slacking off. Slacking off meant he had a good reason to beat them. All this waiting for the Captain-commander’s so called powerful enemy was getting frustrating. So he needed to relieve some stress. Some lazy half-wit would serve for now. But soon he might have to turn his attention to bigger prey. Maybe if he went to the Human world he could get some Hollow to come out. Maybe even an Arrancar. Now there’d be something worth killing. And who knew, maybe if he killed enough of those the Captain-commander’s powerful enemy would come scurrying out the woodworks, ready to be cut into pieces like his Arrancar friends. His eyes narrowed and a savage grin appeared on his features as he saw the first fool slacking off, leaning against the wall drinking sake. Oh, this wouldn’t do. Punishment was in order. His grin grew even wider and fire grew in his eyes as he marched straight for the slacker, even as he moved his hand to his Zanpakutou.

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Kuromori Tenzen – 7th Division Lieutenant

Late Afternoon, 7th Division’s Barracks, Courtyard


Tenzen bowed to his captain as he prepared to take his leave and get ready for some rest. ”Yes sir! Sleep well!” He nearly shouted, excitement about the coming few days building within him. Tenzen had much to do! Training schedules would have to be adjusted to compensate for the new patrol routes, new forms of training would have to be implemented to ensure the other division would get used to working with the 7th division. Busy, busy, busy! He smiled a wide smile as he marched for his office, new training routines already building. Yes. They would have to prepare and prepare well, there was no other choice. Not being prepared would only get everyone killed and Tenzen wouldn’t have that on his conscience.

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Rattigan was finishing up his study on the bodies of arrancar and hollows, when he felt the pressure as soon as he was right outside the lab. Rattigan picked the body up luckily for his subject he hadn’t got to the deadly tests yet; he got out a syringe of his swords poison and injected it into him. His previous experiments humans only lasted an hour with this much and everything else was at about three hours, except for the arrancar which had lasted four, of course the strongest he had tested it on was under lieutenant level. He walked out dragging the body out; he dropped body and removed his gloves “I guessing you want me, to stop my experiments. I have enough speciments to know that your biology is similar enough that my techniques will work on your kind. If you want to kill me I will do all I can to survive, but if you need a healer then I’m your man, all I ask is for a few living speciments of Quincy, Fullbring users, and Visored. Before we fight would you like some water?” he brought out two glasses and a pitcher pouring water in the two glasses, draining the water from his glass, and pouring the water from the other glass into his and refilling the other. He took a sip and said “see its safe”, putting the glass down he put his left hand on his forehead and his right on his sword.

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Kenpachi Magatsu – 11th Division Captain

Seireitei Streets


Magatsu’s gaze shifted slowly, deliberately from his would be victim to the man who had bid him a good morning. His body slowly turned in conjunction with his eyes, until they finally settled on the man. He didn’t bother to respond just yet, inside, he let his eyes size him up, the fire of his anger still not doused. A captain, but which one? He never bothered to remember them all, puny, pacifistic cowards as most of them were. But a captain showing up was at least enough to draw his ire away from the hapless Shinigami, who, now that he had noticed Magatsu approaching him, was doing his best to scurry away unnoticed. At the same time Magatsu finished sizing the other captain up, his savage grin slowly fading. What did this one want with him. He had never been on friendly terms with any of them, so why bother with senseless greetings. Finally he spoke up, his voice barely a whisper. Were it not for the relative quiet of the street they were on, it would have gone unnoticed, unheard by all. ”What?” Was his curt reply, venomous annoyance dripping from the word like poison.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo, Ratigan´s Lab


Ooka observed the strange man as he emerged from his lair and spoke of his experiments. Ooka simply observed the man as he spoke, eyes scanning him and his lab. Even when he was offered water and shown that it was safe he didn´t respond just yet, instead simply observing the man. Could this one be of use? He certainly possessed a certain power if he could take down Arrancar. And a healer no less, though he wondered at the veracity of such a statement. His grin widened slightly as he tipped his straw hat to the man and finally spoke. ”Those were some of my subordinates you took. But they matter little to me, their deaths only showed their weakness.” He said in a calm voice, something approaching a kind smile forming on his features. He made no mention of the water and made no moves to accept it. The fact the man felt the need to prove it was safe was suspicious in and of itself. No, better to leave the water where it stood. ”But you are different, are you not? Strong, with power surpassing that of my former subordinates. It just so happens to be I am looking for new ones to replace the ones you took. I believe you will do nicely.” He smiled again, a habit really, when speaking to prospective subordinates, one he never managed to shake after his time in Soul Society. ”But your experiments interest me. I don’t think I want you to stop them, instead, I will ask you move your lab to Las Noches and continue there. I’m sure there are many unruly and interesting specimens in Hueco Mundo, the Living World and of course, Soul Society.” He said, his kind smile suddenly perverted into something vicious, as a glint of malice sparked in his eyes.

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“Fine, I’ll follow you and my experiments here are done when this one dies in a few hours my tests we be complete until I have one of the three species that I told you. Also any one that goes in my experiments will probably not be in fighting form for months if at all. so if you have any failures I’m sure I can fit them in, I will be at the castle by nightfall.” He entered his lab packed his things; on his way out he slung the arrancar that he had injected over his shoulder by this time he was in the limp and dying stage. As he entered the castle he sat down in the throne room laying the arrancar down and writing notes in his book.

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Kenpachi Magatsu – 11th Division Captain

Seireitei Streets


At Hironobu´s reply Magatsu only growled slightly. A neighbourly greeting? Useless. As expected, the other captains were spineless cowards who leaned on their ‘friends’ like crutches, unable to stand on their own two feet. Their shaking knees would crumble beneath them and they’d stare dumbfounded as fear rooted deep in their minds. They could only await death, hoping their friends would be there to share a tear when it came. Pathetic. This captain was not worth his time. With a grunt he turned back to where the lax guard had been standing. His eyes narrowed as he realized the man was gone, taking his bottle of sake with him. Magatsu stood there, for a few moments, simply staring at the empty spot where the guard had stood. Not only did he neglect his duty, now he had left his post. That was an offence worthy of execution, no doubt. If only he could remember the Shinigami’s face.

With another grunt he turned back to captain Hironobu, the fire in his eyes now fanned to a full blown inferno. He moved his left hand to his Zanpakutou, letting it rest there as he spoke. ”You took my prey.” His voice had risen above the slight whisper. And when it did a certain rasp and strange pronunciation became obvious. He glared at Hironobu, sizing him up a second time. Perhaps he should take out his anger on this one, instead. Would the Captain-commander let him off easy if he trashed another captain? Maybe not. But he could at least test this one’s mettle a little. His grin grew slightly wider underneath his mask as he took a few steps towards captain Hironobu, left hand still resting on the grip of his Zanpakutou.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo, Ratigan´s Lab


Ooka chuckled slightly at the reply of the strange man. He had not even asked for introductions. He was likely a pragmatic man, which was good. The pragmatic make for good subordinates. None of that fighting with honour. Battles were meant to be won, one way or the other. He nodded to the man and returned to Las Noches. When he was there he signalled a few of the Hollow that hung around to begin the construction of a lab in the bottom of the palace and to begin a search for Quincy, Fullbring users and Vaisored. He wasn´t just going to bring them to the strange scientist of course, but knowing where they are would be a start. He headed up to the throne room and sat on his throne, hands folded in his lap. Things were going well, the inhabitants of Hueco Mundo were falling in line. It would be time to start the next step soon. He grinned as he went over the possibilities.

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Kenpachi Magatsu – 11th Division Captain

Seireitei Streets


Magatsu snorted as Hironobu replied. Had he somehow mistaken his own sudden chattiness as an invitation? He had only intended to see what would happen if he spoke to this captain. And know he knew. The very fact that he considered comrades to be a boon said enough of the man’s power. Worthless, all of them. He should have known there wasn’t a lot of worthy prey within the Gotei 13. Magatsu turned and was about to walk away when his eyes met those of captain-commander Kai Ryuuzen.

Magatsu narrowed his eyes slightly as he sized the new arrival up. His eyes scanning him, seeking openings in his stance. He sought the weak spot as much by nature as he did because of a desire to fight. It was the way of the predator, you sought the weakness and bit down, or fall to the wayside unable to keep up with the better hunters. Magatsu shot an annoyed glance back at captain Hironobu, as if he had something to do with this new forced social encounter. He then turned his attention back to Kai. ”Ryuuzen.” He said by what could only be assumed a way of greeting. Though one could not be blamed if they didn’t notice that, the single word was not accompanied by any form of other social etiquette.

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Misama Ooka,

Las Noches


Ooka walked the white sands of Hueco Mundo, straying just outside the walls of Las Noches. He had sensed something here, a faint trace of something. Of power. Had a powerful Hollow or Arrancar somehow escaped his notice? That would not do. The denizens of Hueco Mundo were almost entirely subjugated, even if they didn’t know it themselves yet. He walked the sands until he came across a black spot of the otherwise pristine white sand. With a downward glance Ooka reflected on the beauty of the sudden change in the otherwise monotone scenery. It didn’t matter that such beauty was brought forth by the death of others, the most beautiful things often were.

He kneeled by the black spot and ran his fingers through it. He could still feel some of the wetness, this had been recent. Was this a deliberate attack on his fortress? Or was this simply the instinct of Hollows, ever seeking to devour one another? Perhaps both. But he knew one thing for certain, whoever did this was powerful. But power needs a leash, an even more powerful hand to guide it, lest it devours itself. He stood back up, a savage grin on his face. This one would have to be reined in as well. Brought into the fold, where its savagery might be better directed. Directed at the true foes. Yes, this one would have to aimed towards the Shinigami as well.

He closed his eyes and extended his senses, picking up the every so faint traces of Reiatsu. With a grin he set of in pursuit, knowing he would happen upon whoever destroyed the Hollows of Las Noches sooner or later.

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Kyoki

Kyoki let out a cackle of joy as she ran from an adjucha that she pissd off just by laughing and smiling at it while it was standing guard for something. though it probably wasnt directed at it being as it was just part of her incredibly strange nature to laugh. even now that it was hurtiling globs of acid at her each one narrowly missing her, Kyoki still laughed. then she stopped but made sure she wasnt in the way of the next acid bombing. Kyoki turned towards the adjucha as it slowed down towering over her. it had a muscular body its mask forming horns that curled around its face. all she could think of was how much it looked like a goat with a humanoid appreance causing Kyoki to giggle.

this angered the adjucha more now and it let out a roar which she responded with a mock roar of her own before she susccumbed to random fits of laughter. the adjucha was pissed of now, moving in for the kill while Kyoki was laughing like a mad woman. raising its beefy fists it slammed them into the ground but never connected in the way it had hoped. instead Kyoki, raising her hand palm facing him had stopped it midway. she had stopped laughing now and Kyoki simply stared at him before breaking into an incredibly saddistic smile as she brought the adjucha to its knees before tearing its arm off.

the adjucha let out a roar of pain and attempted to hit her again with its remaining arm only to have that it broken in an impossible manner. Kyoki was covered in blood as it spurted everywhere as she countinuesly beat the already adjucha marveling at the blood that painted sand red. stepping away from the adjucha she kneeled by it looking at it through her bangs as she realized it was still alive. an amused look on her face Kyoki poked it as it growled at her and snapped at her making her laugh with delight. her finger traced his wounds then jabbed her fingers into them as he whimperd in obvious pain. pulling her hand away she looked at the blood that dripped from her fingertips facinated by the crimson coloring like a child seeing something he never saw before.

Kyoki giggled again, her hand snaked its way back to his stump of an arm, grabbing at the flesh a shudder went through her body as sweet ecasty warmed her but instantly soured when the adjucha snapped at her hand causing her to frown. About to deal the killing blow she noticed that same prensence of reiestu from before looking up she caught sight of a strange man a bloody smile forming on her lips.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo


Ooka casually approached the Arrancar and the Adjucha she had been fighting, his coat flowing out behind him as the winds Hueco Mundo picked it up and seemed to playing with it. Ooka had not seen the start of the battle, but the scene before him told enough. The Adjucha had been crushed by this Arrancar. He pondered for a moment whether or not he should feel insulted, despite his amused grin showing no such contemplation. Perhaps he should feel insulted. The weakness of the Adjucha was most offensive after all, especially when it had once dared call itself his subordinate. No, his subordinates shouldn’t lose to others, they should crush all that lay before them. He finally stopped his approach a few steps away from the pair, as he looked at the Arrancar, amused smile still not faded from his face.

”Is destroying the weak so much fun?” He asked, studying the Arrancar intently. The Adjucha might have failed, but this one might serve him well. Especially if that sadistic savagery could be directed. He looked her over, his gaze lingering on that savage smile of nearly uncontained pleasure for a moment, before he turned his attention back to her in full, even as his smile grew slightly wider.

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Kyoki

she giggled at his question of course she didnt say a single word but it was almost like she did, like she gave an answer but without the use of words. using sonido she appeared infront of him her body still in motion.her grin wider as she traced his cheek with her bloody finger leaving a trail of wet warmth. she leaned in close to his ear at first it didnt seem like she said anything but if you listened close enough you could faintly her whisperes of her insanity reaching out to take you with it.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo


Ooka’s grin grew slightly wider as the strange Arrancar appeared beside him to smear a blood soaked finger across his cheeks. Clearly, the woman was as savage as she appeared. His eyes followed her as she leaned in close, as if to whisper. Yet there was no single voice, it was as if multiple voices spoke to him, without any coherent form or any language he could discern. His brow furrowed ever so slightly, before it returned to normal and his looked straight at her. ”I’ll take that as a yes. But why bother with these weak Hollows here, when there are so many Shinigami in this world for you to kill?” An easy enough question, though his experiences with the woman so far did not inspire confidence in a straight answer. No, he would have to gauge her reactions, her facial expressions, her body language. Which made it all the more interesting. His grin seemed to slowly change into something savage, something which had not known the concept of humour for a long time, as he pondered the possibilities of having such a murderous Arrancar on his side.

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Kyoki

her mouth opened as if to say "oh" but no sound came out just a simple smile and a nodd of her head. Kyoki very muched liked this man who stood before her offering her better prey. just the thought of better prey produced an even more savage smile on her face before she began to giggle like the mad woman she was. 'but lets play a game' she thought to herself as she used sonido appearing a couple yards from him her back to Ooka before looking back at him a smile on her face before resumeing her run as if she wanted him to chase her.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo


The nod surprised Ooka a little, though none of it showed on his face. He had not expected the Arrancar to react in such a direct manner. An eye-opener of sorts, a warning to the dangers of assuming too much, when you know too little. He would have to remember this lesson. Something approaching a smile crept over his features, lessons did always come from the most unexpected of places. When the Arrancar suddenly disappeared from his sight and reappeared behind him he turned to face her once more with almost careless ease and calm. The smile on her face told him little until she started off in a run. ”A game? Very well, I have some time to play.” He said, as much to himself and the silence surrounding him as to the girl who was almost certainly out of earshot by now. He turned and took a few relaxed steps, as if giving her the time to get a head start, before using Shunpo to cover the growing distance between them and appear in front of her. He gave her a smile as if encouraging her to speed up, even as he stretched his neck and shoulders a little. It wouldn’t do to end games to quickly, after all. And a game with no challenges was even more boring. No he was sure this woman could easily speed up more. He looked at her with something approaching anticipation. He had been sitting still for far too long. A little exercise to exterminate the stiffness invading his joints would be a welcome reprieve.

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Kyoki knew he must have been strong when she first encountered the man but to have caught up to her so easily surprised her a bit. but then Kyoki loved a good challenege her grin widening as she did speed up to her normal pace though it was rather strange how she moved. never really staying in a straight line but in a eratic pattern before she dissapeared again for a moment, only to reappear right above him and slammed her fist down. the sand exploded upwards giving her a chance to move farther away from Ooka. And Kyoki did she had gotten pretty far speeding up her pace a little more but kept a lazier pace than what she was capable of.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo


For a moment the woman’s sudden disappearance and return with a fist had seemed like an attack. Ooka’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly as his fingers twitch in the anticipation of needing to make an counter attack. But it had not been an attack, it had been a diversion. Her fist slammed into the ground and sent dust and white sand flying in all directions around them. So she could think tactically. That was a most welcome sliver of knowledge. He had thought her sheer savagery would force the Shinigami into action, but if she could think during battles she might actually take a few of them down as well. Which was good. No, this one would be needed. Like the doctor, she would be a vital cog in his plan. With a smirk he lifted one finger in the direction of the woman and said a few simple words. ”Hadou #1. Shou.” He regulated his Reiatsu to ensure the basic Hadou would not be too powerful. He had no intentions of hitting her, after all. No he needed to scatter the dust so he could get a clear view of her and so he did. With the dust now forming a circular window, revealing the Arrancar. She had gotten quite a bit away from him.

As Ooka expected, she had been taking it easy earlier. With a single Shunpou he moved out of the dust and shortened the growing distance between him and the girl. Fast indeed. He wasn’t sure he could cover the distance in a single Shunpou. Perhaps he could, but with the woman’s speed she’d be further out even if he tried. He smirked slightly before using a second Shunpou to cover an additional bit of the distance before running himself to cover the rest of the distance. He wondered for a few moments if she just wanted to play tag, or if she was going to test his strength next. For the time being he’d settle on their little game of tag. When he finally covered enough distance he used a turned Shunpou to appear beside the girl. He gave her his most charming smile before he spoke to her. ”As expected of an Arrancar, you are quite fast. I think I like you. Won’t you become my subordinate and crush the Shinigami with me?” He said, his voice easy and calm, despite the speed they were both running at, despite the gravity of a Shinigami stating his intention to wage war on all of Soul Society.

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Kenpachi Magatsu – 11th Division Captain

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Magatsu could almost smell the blood on the captain-commander as he approached further. Though perhaps that was simply the obvious signs of the captain-commander having seen a battle recently. A savage grin began forming underneath Magatsu’s mask. Even as he glowered at the captain-commander, with ferocious intent as he addressed him. ”Were they powerful?” A few simple words, though the intent behind them were unmistakable. Captain Hironobu was all but forgotten now, as was the Shinigami he had intended to punish for his laxness. No, any opponent who could do this to the Captain-commander was more important than the potential of another captain. After all, a fight with a fellow captain would be frowned upon, but he could easily slaughter whoever had done this. He’d even be commended for it.

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when he finally caught to her she gave him a savage smile as she suddenly stopped and in one single movement she swung her leg in a graceful arc, one would have thought there wouldnt be much to this kick but once it connected you would feel all the inhumane strength that single kick held. if it did connect Kyoki would have used sonido to catch up to him as since she would have kicked him pretty far only to kick him again with more flourish, her grin never faltering.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo


Ooka’s eyes widened slightly when the woman suddenly stopped and pivoted perfectly to deliver a kick. He had not expected her to turn violently so suddenly and was caught off guard, though none of it showed in his features. In that single instant he realized he wouldn’t be able to dodge it, but some half-hearted kick from an Arrancar was not beyond his abilities to block, so he lifted both his arms, a cocky grin on his face. Only in the single moment before impact did he notice the woman’s aggressively flowing Reiatsu and realise this wasn’t a kick he could get away from unscathed by simply blocking. In that single instant he pushed himself back to divert the energy from the blow, but didn’t manage to avoid it completely and ended up getting launched away. With a graceful flip he landed on both his feet and lifted his head in time to notice the follow up attack, now fast approaching. This time he had been prepared, it was common practice to follow up an attack, after all.

With almost absentminded calm he raised one hand and spoke the words needed to cast a Hadou. ”Hadou #8. Heki.” On the backside of his hand formed a small sphere, that flowed violently with Reiatsu. He smirked slightly as he imagined the following few moves. Should the woman follow through with her kick and have it impact the small sphere of Reiatsu he knew even her kick would be pushed back, throwing her off balance, if only for a moment. But a moment was all that Ooka needed. Even if she’d catch on quickly enough to redirect her kick and avoid the sphere poised to knock her kick back, he’d follow it up with a quick Shunpou to get behind her and say the words for his next Hadou. ” Hadō #33. Sōkatsui.” He’d regulate his Reiatsu output to ensure the blast of blue fiery Reiatsu wouldn’t break through an Arrancar’s Hierro to much and to widen it as much as possible to make it that much harder to dodge.

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Kenpachi Magatsu – 11th Division Captain

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A soft growl emerged from Magatsu’s throat as the Captain-commander warned him. Perhaps it was only natural he’d be so cowed just from a few scratches. It was the way of the weak after all. But Magatsu would not be intimidated so easily. The stronger they were, the more enjoyable the act of killing them was. That simple. Though he didn’t feel any need to go seek them out himself just yet. If these enemies were truly so powerful, they’d surely start making trouble soon enough. Then Magatsu would strike, laying waste to all enemies in his sight. His savage grin grew slightly wider as he imagined the possibilities. He barely noticed the Captain-commander leaving. He stood there, for a few moments, grinning to himself before turning to Captain Hironobu, giving the shortest of nods, before marching off himself, heading back to his Division’s Barracks.

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at the last moment Kyoki noticed the strange orb but was a little too late as Ooka used his version of sonido to apprear behind her and blaseted her with a fiery blue reiatsu. for the most part she was slighty burned but not much as she leaned back her body began to quiver before she let out a chilling laughter. Kyoki slid her hand through her hair revealing her eyes for the first time, eventually she stopped laughing and smiled at Ooka then dissapeared only to apprear again behind him as she drapped her arms around him a cold blade held against his throat.

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Misama Ooka,

Hueco Mundo


Ooka smirked slightly when the Arrancar seemed to emerge from the burning blue maelstrom of his Hadou only slightly singed around the edges. When she revealed her eyes to him and began laughing he waited patiently for her next move. He could take this time to study her for a little more, but soon the game would have to end. The preparations for his plan were done and he had to get the Arrancar and Hollow serving under him prepared. He only raised an eyebrow when the girl suddenly stopped laughing and then disappeared from his perception for a few short moments. When he sensed her Reiatsu behind him he didn’t bother to turn around. A tiny fraction of a moment later he could feel her arms draping over his shoulder, followed by the cold of a blade pressed against his neck, bringing with it the icy feeling of the threat such an action brought. But Ooka was not worried. He had long since surpassed the need to be worried about the actions of others. There was no point, they were as far beneath him as ants were beneath them. It was time this Arrancar learned this simple fact.

Without turning around or even speaking to the woman he released some of the reiatsu he had been holding back and let it flow out around him. The sand around his feet seemed to come alive as it swirled and flowed, as if in an attempt to get away from him. Tiny insect-like Hollow appeared from beneath the sand, only to be crushed by Ooka’s reiatsu, their forms incapable of sustaining themselves with such massive spiritual pressure looming over them. Yet still he released more, this was only a fraction of his power after all. He released a little more, despite being far away from reaching the limit of what he could release. He let his Spiritual Pressure build to the point it could force a regular Arrancar to its knees, unable to so much as move or even breath beneath the pressure of a force that was someone infinitely their greater. This would be the best test, Ooka decided. If this woman could withstand this much without buckling she could be useful in his plan, if not, he’d just have to kill her right here and now.

Without turning his head he spoke the woman again, persisting in trying to communicate despite the failures so far. ”This was fun, but I grow tired of this game. As much as I enjoy stretching my legs, I did not come here to play around with you. I came here to recruit the last Arrancar needed for my first attack on Soul Society, which will come soon. You can join me now and together we will crush the Shinigami and their pathetic ideals, or you will perish here, in these sands, never to wet your blade on another being again. What say you?” Despite the harshness of his words, there was no hint of a threat in them. Instead, it was a two-fold promise. The first, that he would lead her to powerful enemies to slay. The second, that refusing would mean her destruction. His words were spoken simply, as one might list a few well-known facts. For was that not the way of things?

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what happened next didn’t surprise her as Ooka released more reiatsu. little bug like hollows crawled out of the ground only to be crushed by the spiritual power a wave of ecstasy swarmed her body as a delighted smile formed on her face. Letting him go she crouched as she looked at the bug’s predicament with a look of awe. The spiritual pressure didn’t bother at all it actually felt good . Taking a deep breath Kyoki stood back up and faced Ooka a smile on her face as she bent at the waist, bowing to acknowledge his power but not much as he has only shown her a piece of this power. Kyoki wished to see and feel the whole of his power for the simple enjoyment of feeling that same ecstasy from before.

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