dragonrazor
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It had been a long year for them. Ishida Uryuu, Inoue Orihime, Rukia Kuchki, Kurosaki Ichigo, and the rest of their friends, had just gotten out of school. Four years they’d spent in school, trapped between boring classes and intense fights with Hollows. They were free, at least, temporarily, since there was very little activity amongst the Hollows or Shinigami. So Yoruichi and Orihime had suggested a vacation in the US. They had spent several weeks visiting famous landmarks, and eventually ended up in a small town in the Midwest. They enjoyed themselves, laughing, having fun, and in general, relaxed.
Meanwhile, a young man had been having restless nights. His dreams had been haunted by images of death and destruction. He would wake up in a cold sweat, night after night. During the day, he’d try to drown out the images of the previous night with video games, movies, music, and other forms of entertainment. He even went so far as to return to training with swords. Nothing could ever get rid of the sense of impending doom, however. So it was that he went out to get some fresh air. He ended up at the mall, unaware that Ichigo and his friends were there as well. He did, however, take notice of a rather gorgeous busty young woman with bright reddish orange hair and a slim figure sitting at a table with several others.
As he went to order a slice of pizza and a drink, he felt strange. It was as if the hairs on the back of his neck had stood on end suddenly, and his stomach had dropped to his ankles. That was when he heard the screaming. He turned slowly, and saw a very ugly creature moving through the mall towards him. Along the way, it seemed to grow and shift, getting even uglier.
He started to move backwards, when the creature started running. It came at him like a bullet, like a massive ungodly torpedo. He did the only thing he could think of at the moment. He dropped backwards, letting the thing sail over him and into a display in front of one of the stores. He rolled over, and got to his feet, only to be face to face with the creature again. He could smell its breath, and it smelled noxious. He couldn’t help the smartass remark that slipped out. “I guess you’ve never heard of toothpaste, huh?” The creature’s response was vehement and sadistic. “It’s time to feast…ON YOUR SOUL.”
With that, the creature lunged for him, thrusting a massive, clawed hand into his chest. He gasped, and felt like his body was on fire, like he was being torn apart from the inside. As the creature slowly withdrew his claw, sending the young man flying across the room, lifeless into a wall, Ichigo had started towards it at a sprint.
The creature saw Ichigo standing before it with Zangetsu. It started to laugh almost sadistically. While driven by hunger for the energy of others, it still had some intelligence. "So YOU're the great Kurosaki Ichigo. You're smaller than we expected. No matter. I shall feast upon your soul as I did to him. Too bad you're just an appetizer compared to his energy." It started laughing harder. When it finally settled down, it started to advance towards Ichigo. It had every intention of devouring Ichigo's soul, along with those of the others. That was when it happened.
There was a loud crash, the sound of concrete breaking, and then the sound of rent metal. The creature almost didn't notice the sound, but it definitely saw the streak of movement coming towards it from Ichigo's right side. It couldn't see anything besides the streak, however. Barely visible even to Ichigo, the young man moved towards the massive Hollow, a single rod from a Rebar piece in his hand. As he moved, his body started to glow, brighter and brighter. He leapt into the air, raising the piece of metal above his head, then brought it down upon the creature with a force that actually caused a crater to form under them. The massive head hit the ground, then bounced up, and the young man flew backwards, landing flat on his face. He didn't get up, but the creature had already started to fade away, disintegrating into nothingness.
Ichigo, Uryuu, and the others could only stare in shock at the sight before them. At that moment, Orihime, who had been watching from the sidelines, ran past Ichigo to the young man, rolling him over. She saw his wounds, and was about to start healing them, when his body seemed to start smoking or steaming. The wounds closed on their own, including the clearly evident one that had pierced his heart and everything else in his chest.
He sat up slowly, wincing. He rubbed his head, then groaned loudly. He ached all over. Especially his face, which felt like he'd slid on it over gravel. That was when he realized there was someone right next to him. He turned to look at her slowly, and his hand dropped into his lap. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again, not trusting his voice for a few moments. When he finally spoke, he did so with a sheepish smile. "Wow. Either I've died in my sleep and gone to heaven, or a goddess descended to earth. Erhm...I'm Nathan, and you are?" He had no idea what had just happened, as he had no memory of it.
In Soul Society, a tall, pale man with long black hair stood painting. His zanpakutou hung at his waist, and he seemed almost oblivious to everything. A young looking shinigami nervously reported about what had happened. The tall man didn't stop his painting, indeed, didn't even acknowledge the report, until he had finished it. Then he spoke. "So, the one Alhazad experimented on has finally awoken. His level of power?" "Massive, sir. Enough to wipe out all of the divisions, if he should learn to use it." The man frowned, turning to look at the younger one, who flinched visibly. "You mean he has no idea he even has it? That could be a problem. He has no idea what he's capable of, nor what he'll be fighting because of it. Most distressing. And Yoruichi and her new friends have no clue what's been set in motion. Very well. Assign a shinigami to keep an eye on him. If he becomes a threat, the shinigami is to terminate him without hesitation before he learns to control his reiatsu." The young shinigami snapped to attention, and left, breathing a sigh of relief.
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Meanwhile, a young man had been having restless nights. His dreams had been haunted by images of death and destruction. He would wake up in a cold sweat, night after night. During the day, he’d try to drown out the images of the previous night with video games, movies, music, and other forms of entertainment. He even went so far as to return to training with swords. Nothing could ever get rid of the sense of impending doom, however. So it was that he went out to get some fresh air. He ended up at the mall, unaware that Ichigo and his friends were there as well. He did, however, take notice of a rather gorgeous busty young woman with bright reddish orange hair and a slim figure sitting at a table with several others.
As he went to order a slice of pizza and a drink, he felt strange. It was as if the hairs on the back of his neck had stood on end suddenly, and his stomach had dropped to his ankles. That was when he heard the screaming. He turned slowly, and saw a very ugly creature moving through the mall towards him. Along the way, it seemed to grow and shift, getting even uglier.
He started to move backwards, when the creature started running. It came at him like a bullet, like a massive ungodly torpedo. He did the only thing he could think of at the moment. He dropped backwards, letting the thing sail over him and into a display in front of one of the stores. He rolled over, and got to his feet, only to be face to face with the creature again. He could smell its breath, and it smelled noxious. He couldn’t help the smartass remark that slipped out. “I guess you’ve never heard of toothpaste, huh?” The creature’s response was vehement and sadistic. “It’s time to feast…ON YOUR SOUL.”
With that, the creature lunged for him, thrusting a massive, clawed hand into his chest. He gasped, and felt like his body was on fire, like he was being torn apart from the inside. As the creature slowly withdrew his claw, sending the young man flying across the room, lifeless into a wall, Ichigo had started towards it at a sprint.
The creature saw Ichigo standing before it with Zangetsu. It started to laugh almost sadistically. While driven by hunger for the energy of others, it still had some intelligence. "So YOU're the great Kurosaki Ichigo. You're smaller than we expected. No matter. I shall feast upon your soul as I did to him. Too bad you're just an appetizer compared to his energy." It started laughing harder. When it finally settled down, it started to advance towards Ichigo. It had every intention of devouring Ichigo's soul, along with those of the others. That was when it happened.
There was a loud crash, the sound of concrete breaking, and then the sound of rent metal. The creature almost didn't notice the sound, but it definitely saw the streak of movement coming towards it from Ichigo's right side. It couldn't see anything besides the streak, however. Barely visible even to Ichigo, the young man moved towards the massive Hollow, a single rod from a Rebar piece in his hand. As he moved, his body started to glow, brighter and brighter. He leapt into the air, raising the piece of metal above his head, then brought it down upon the creature with a force that actually caused a crater to form under them. The massive head hit the ground, then bounced up, and the young man flew backwards, landing flat on his face. He didn't get up, but the creature had already started to fade away, disintegrating into nothingness.
Ichigo, Uryuu, and the others could only stare in shock at the sight before them. At that moment, Orihime, who had been watching from the sidelines, ran past Ichigo to the young man, rolling him over. She saw his wounds, and was about to start healing them, when his body seemed to start smoking or steaming. The wounds closed on their own, including the clearly evident one that had pierced his heart and everything else in his chest.
He sat up slowly, wincing. He rubbed his head, then groaned loudly. He ached all over. Especially his face, which felt like he'd slid on it over gravel. That was when he realized there was someone right next to him. He turned to look at her slowly, and his hand dropped into his lap. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again, not trusting his voice for a few moments. When he finally spoke, he did so with a sheepish smile. "Wow. Either I've died in my sleep and gone to heaven, or a goddess descended to earth. Erhm...I'm Nathan, and you are?" He had no idea what had just happened, as he had no memory of it.
In Soul Society, a tall, pale man with long black hair stood painting. His zanpakutou hung at his waist, and he seemed almost oblivious to everything. A young looking shinigami nervously reported about what had happened. The tall man didn't stop his painting, indeed, didn't even acknowledge the report, until he had finished it. Then he spoke. "So, the one Alhazad experimented on has finally awoken. His level of power?" "Massive, sir. Enough to wipe out all of the divisions, if he should learn to use it." The man frowned, turning to look at the younger one, who flinched visibly. "You mean he has no idea he even has it? That could be a problem. He has no idea what he's capable of, nor what he'll be fighting because of it. Most distressing. And Yoruichi and her new friends have no clue what's been set in motion. Very well. Assign a shinigami to keep an eye on him. If he becomes a threat, the shinigami is to terminate him without hesitation before he learns to control his reiatsu." The young shinigami snapped to attention, and left, breathing a sigh of relief.
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