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[PM] [O/C/Q/11th] Week ---: What Lies Beneath



The massive chunk of airborne concrete had only just reached the apex of its arc when a crimson lance of virulent energy spat fourth from the crater and rent it in twain. Something was stirring deep within the crater. Once more, a pair of hooked, scythe-like appendages burst fourth from the central fissure, tearing into the charred earth as whatever unholy beast they belonged to strained to heave itself from its subterranean grotto. Claws finally found purchase in the blackened pavement, lifting the abomination into view for the first time.

Whatever horrors the pair had encountered, nothing could have prepared them for this.

The beast was beyond massive, to the point where one needed to wonder just how it had stowed itself beneath the port city so easily. Hoofed feet struggled to gain traction on the uneven ground, shuttering slightly as they took the creature's gargantuan weight. Numerous pairs of arms splayed out over the crater, steadying the beast as it got its first look at the surface of Cape Town; though perhaps 'look' was the wrong term. It's face was eyeless -- a pale, blank visage adorned with nothing more than a vicious, fanged maw. And then there were the claws. Massive blades like scythes protruded from the creature's wrists roughly where one might expect its hands to be, like some sort of morose praying mantis, each large enough to thresh a man in half with ease.

It's most unsettling feature however, came into focus long after the beast had emerged. As the dust kicked up by the advent's attack cleared, the belly of the creature came into view. Fleshy sacks hung limply from the beast's midriff, held aloft by pairs of tiny arms. Each one writhed with the forms of hundreds of arthropoid hollows, which the larger beast continually birthed onto the landscape.

Suddenly, the picture became clear. The hordes of scorpion-like hollows and this beast were one in the same.

Lifting its lidless head up, the creature sampled the air -- sniffing loudly for its prey before jerkily turning its body in Zakki's direction. The beast's reiatsu began to surge as it let out a guttural, ear-splitting cry.

Suddenly, Cape Town was awash with crimson light.

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As the blast of crimson light collided with the shimmering shield of energy surrounding Zakki he staggered backwards with the force and even though most of the energy was dissipated it was enough to singe all of the hair on his arms and make him gasp at the dangerous heat of it. This was no time to poke around at the edges of this ugly bastard and now the slim Director of Cerberus Tokyo had the necessary power to deliver his first true hammer blow. He shouted at Alexia, "Get under cover! I'm going to blast this sonofabitch. Don't look at the light!"

Unfortunately without eyes the blinding aspect of his attack was going to be useless against this creature. However the 360 degree explosion of radiation that he was able to generate by violently agitating the particles in the air around him using spiritual energy was going to be useful here. As he poured his power into the surrounding atmosphere he felt the sensation of particles being driven into faster and faster motion until at last a wall of thanatoresonance blasted out from him in a circular explosion and slammed into the horror show that spawned scuttling scorpion things from the disgusting flesh-sacs dangling from it. Now things were going to get interesting.

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Resonance Attack: Mijinheki“Ion Burst”- 25% Resonance

Upon reaching 25% Resonance, the true pinnacle of Zakki’s Awakening is unleashed. By expending 10% of his reiatsu, the Advent can create a tremendous amount of radiation and release it in an omnidirectional explosion. This blast deals damage across a significant radius (about 10 meters) and blinds anyone within its area of effect for two turns after activation due to the intense light created by the attack. ​

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“Oh damn,” Alexia said as the entity finally revealed itself. It made a hell of a first impression, she wondered how long it had been lurking under there. How the heck had no one noticed it all this time?

“That thing reminds me of one of those Japanese monster movies,” she thought. Being a sheltered child, she became familiar with the Internet very quickly. So she had learned all about creatures like Godzilla and his enemies. But this thing was practically the living embodiment of all of them.

“Big, ugly, and spawning off little kid monsters like no tomorrow. Perfect,” she said. Then the beast began to fire off ceros from every orifice it had. Her vision turned red for a brief moment, and she leapt down to the alleyway. One cero shot straight through the alley, and she had to throw herself behind a dumpster to avoid it.

She heard something from Zakki, something about ‘light’. Reminded of their hotel encounter, she ducked behind the dumpster again before the alleyway filled with a searing light. Catching her breath, she began to run the picture of the creature through her head, trying to decipher a weakness somewhere. However, she began to hear scuttling, and got up quickly and began to run.

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The beast moved with a speed that belied its hulking form. Hooked claws stabbed furiously at the ground beneath it, scattering debris around the intersection as it burrowed to escape the blast. The ground rumbled as the creature moved beneath the city with surprising haste, before once again emerging opposite the human. With a tilt of its head, the beast issued a mental order to its offspring. All at once, scores of scorpion-like hollows burst fourth from the fleshy sacs on its midriff, staining the ground beneath its feet a deep crimson. Shaking the stray flesh from their chitinous forms, the arthropoid creatures moved with renewed fervour -- scuttling after the boy's Shinigami companion.

As for the human, the beast would deal with him directly.

Raising one of its hooked appendages, the hollow jabbed the tip deep into the pavement. In a heartbeat, another wave of obsidian spikes shot upward to skewer the troublesome human. Not content to simply impale its prey, however, the beast began gathering its energy for another barrage of ceros. It would burn the human and its wretched city to the ground.
 
“Wonderful. Zakki gets the big boy while I get the offspring. Let’s not even get started on the state of the city,” Alexia said. Hopefully her superiors wouldn’t get on her case about the ‘collateral damage’. Then again it was largely due to Zakki’s actions and his lack of understanding the end result of cause and effect, and its not like she could’ve prevented him from doing it anyway.

Now back to the matter at hand, which was the swarm of scorpions the beast had let out and sent solely after her. They weren’t very fast, but the sheer number of them was enough to keep her moving.

“Given that these things are being spawned from it directly, would killing them hurt it?” she wondered. She needed to see results immediately, so she began to scale one of the tall buildings. Creating one small platform after the other, she looked down for a brief moment and saw the swarm following right behind.

“Okay Zakki, just try to avoid firing here, as hard as that must be for you,” she muttered.

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Again the tall, waif-like youth threw himself sideways and away from the obsidian spikes that erupted towards him. At least he could see them coming this time and knew what they were. His shield was still shimmering around him and he could see the glowing red light that presaged another attack from the nightmarish thing. He realized that his shield was weakening and would soon be deactivated so he did the opposite of what he should have done and began to run right at his assailant. Plasma orbs exploded directly into the thing's face before the swiftly moving human changed direction and dodged behind the thick concrete wall of a parkade. The dense material might provide some protection but he couldn't stay there for long before another wave of obsidian spikes was directed at him. He felt a mixture of nerves and irritation that he was unable to unleash his ultimate level of attack but all he could do was keep fighting until that became possible.

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Globs of putrid, irradiated flesh dripped from the beasts form as Zakki's attack struck true. The pain was immense, all-consuming, but still the creature did not stop. The cost of failure was much more frightening to the Hollow than the pain of defeat at the hands of this human.

The god of Hueco Mundo did not tolerate failure. Petty concepts like life and death were inconsequential. Even in defeat, Prometheus could break him. That thought alone is what drove the creature forward.

Shaking drops of melted flesh from its body, the beast spoke for the first time since it had arrived in Cape Town.

"Foolish!" it bellowed, its voice screeching like nails on a chalk-board.

"Foolish!"

"Foolish!"​

"Foolish!"​

The creatures words were echoed by scores of the offspring that surrounded it.


"To stand against a god," the Hollows screeched in unison. "...Humans, such foolish creatures."

The beast's words were punctuated by a sickening snap as its chitinous shell split open -- a veritable forest of obsidian spires erupting from its back, each shooting upwards, high into the sky before disappearing in the clouds.

There was a moment of silence -- like the tense stillness before a storm -- only broken by the beasts ragged laughter.

And then, with a crash like thunder, the skies split open, raining down blackened daggers upon Cape Town -- each deadly point vying to eviscerate the hapless human and his Shinigami cohort.

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Alexia swung her zanpakuto, sweeping through a pair of scorpions, and yet the horde was persistent. She knew though, that slowing down would get her killed, and she had no intention of dying here today. The Italian listened to the bellowing of the monster as it called itself a god. Its ‘children’ repeated after it, like kids learning from a schoolteacher.

“Sorry but last time I checked, gods aren’t nearly as ugly as you are. Perhaps Hades, but then again he always looked like that,” she remarked. That statement caused a lot of skittering sound effects as the scorpions coiled for the next attack.

Suddenly something shot up into the air, so fast that she almost didn’t notice. The cruel laughter of the beast was heard, followed by a loud sound coming from down below.

“I now feel like I’m going to need an umbrella,” she said cautiously. The scorpions had stopped too for some reason, and it just felt like more bad news was coming. Then the thunder-like sound erupted and a downpour of miniaturized versions of the ground spikes appeared.

“Oh crap,” she said. Suddenly the scorpions were the last thing on her mind. Looking around, she spotted a door that led into the building she was on. She quickly ran to it, the swarm hot on her heels.

“Only a few seconds,” she thought as she rattled the handle. Big surprise, it was locked. Alexia cursed her luck as she aimed and stabbed at the handle of the door. Now that it was ‘unlocked’, she swung the door open but then yelled out in pain as she felt a sharp pain on both of her shoulders. She ducked inside, closing the door behind her and holding it as best she could. The swarm piled against it, but she held it until they were cut down by the attack their master had unleashed.

Then it was quiet for a brief period in the stairwell. The Italian reached behind her, feeling the wounds. It felt shallow, so she counted herself lucky. Her hand still came away with blood though, and the wound had stung when she had touched it.

“Does that thing have any more tricks up its sleeve?” she wondered. And then, almost as if on cue, she began to hear a noise coming from the roof over her head. The concrete began to crack, ready to give way at any moment. She couldn’t even say anything at this point. Instead, she got to her feet, and began to descend the stairs.

It was all about to come down.

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There was no point in staying under shelter now. Zakki was in full command of his powers and with such an arsenal at his disposal he wasn't going to sit around and hide. As he strode out into the falling storm of black obsidian rain he enfolded himself in his starry shield of energy and let it deflect as much of the attack as it could. If he could hold the thing back and throw it off he'd buy himself more time to make a more aggressive attack on it.

With concentration evident on his alabaster face he began to assault the particles in the air around him with radiation until they began to coalesce and fuse together into long, jagged rods of molten plasma. He faced the Titan in front of him and began to aggressively throw the spears of plasma at it. As they collided it with it they fused solid and the immense force behind them shoved against the creature and threw it backwards violently. Six spears struck home and the disgusting spiritual being was pinned against the concrete wall of another building across the street and held there.

This was the time that the lanky, agile youth needed to consider his next course of action.

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Hissing noisily as the molten spears struck its chitinous exterior, the hollow made a vain attempt to resist the force of the ability, digging its claws deep into the pavement, desperately trying to halt its backward movement. When the beast finally came to a halt however, it had been snared -- whatever arcane powers the human welded had firmly welded its armor to a heaping spire of concrete and steel. Despite its efforts to pull itself free, to burrow to safety once more, it wasn't going anywhere.

Still, even a cornered dog can bite back.

Howling angrily, the beast issued a mental order to its progeny. Scores of the arthropoid hollows under its command began to swarm into the void between Zakki and the creature, piling over one another in an attempt to shield their master from further harm.

From behind the veil, however, the creature in question was preparing. Snapping open its morose maw, an orb of brilliant scarlet blinked into existence just beyond its fangs. The swirling mass of energy grew larger and larger until finally, it collapsed -- shooting outward in a deadly, crimson beam. The lance of arcane energy cut a burning swathe clear through the lesser hollows and continued uninhibited towards the human. The beast had used its own kin as a smokescreen.

Elsewhere, as if spurred onward by their masters actions, the swarms of scorpion-like hollows that had been pursuing Alexia redoubled their efforts. One by one, they found every hole, crack or crevice in the building that they could reach -- pouring into crumbling structure behind the girl and continuing their endless chase.

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The tall young man with his agile limbs threw himself flat on the ground as the cero rocketed towards him. His quick reflexes saved him from the worst of the blast and his shield cushioned him from the heat but there was still a searing pain that started at his shoulder blades and went halfway down his back. In spite of everything he'd been injured. All the pain served to do was stoke the anger he was feeling and drive him towards another violent attack on it.

Now he turned his mastery over radioactivity into something other than a direct attack. As he brought his powers into play he began to fade out of sight. It was a rare talent that allowed him to absorb and cancel out all the different spectra of light around him effectively rendering him invisible. In this state he became freakishly agile and fast. He covered the distance between himself and the horror in little more than a single eye blink and only reappeared to fling as many plasma orbs as he could manage at the legs of the Titan before darting away again.

This nifty little trick wouldn't be repeatable for a while so he could only hope it had bought them time as he darted back behind another low wall and waited to see what his shinigami companion might do.

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The building was tall and strong, but it was getting weaker by the second. Alexia dashed down the stairs, hearing the scuttling of the swarm as the hot pursuit continued. Then, for a brief moment, the building shuddered, and it wasn’t from the spikes this time. If she had to guess, the beast had probably collided with the building, so Zakki was probably giving it a run for its money. Unfortunately it was not helping the building as far as stability went.

Her descent continued, floor after floor, until another shudder was felt. This time however it wasn’t against the building. She paused at the next floor, curious as to what was going on down below. She entered the office floor, filled with cubicles and conference rooms. The place looked as though a tornado had hit it. Just as a precaution she froze the doorway, creating an extra wall to separate her from her pursuers temporarily. Walking over to the window pane, she looked down. She was still pretty high above the beast by at least another ten floors, but now it looked as though it had gotten smaller.

“No...it’s not smaller, he’s on his knees,” she concluded. Then a plan began to formulate in her mind, and it was a crazy one. At the very least she didn’t have to worry about casualties, as the area they were in would either be evacuated or dead at this point. She looked around, noting four pillars that ran through the floors. It would be quite a hefty blow, but it would require the help of gravity...and a hell of a lot of luck. The pillars were spread out like the four corners of a square, so the ones closest to the beast would be the targets. Aiming, she froze the two pillars, and then moved to the opposite side of the office. Of all the things she’d done, collapsing a building onto a titanic beast surely took the cake. Breaking the glass, she then created a small platform of ice to stand on. After all, once the building tipped, chances are the rest of it would follow, and being buried under debris is not something she felt like doing.

Now standing on the platform, she looked back into the office, breathing in and out as she prepared to drop the motherload so to speak.

“Timber,” she said, before throwing her zanpakuto in a guided arc. It sliced through the two pillars before returning to her hand, and the big mass of concrete and glass shifted forward as a result. Eventually the sheer weight, combined with the laws of gravity, came together as the top half of the building separated and fell down. As a result, the lower half couldn’t sustain the strain of holding itself together anymore, and proceeded to collapse as well. A cloud of debris kicked up in front of her, and she was unable to see if her method had worked. But a couple tons of glass, concrete and steel falling onto something had to hurt at some point.

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(slightly long turn just to get to the scene and see what's the what!)

Always last to the party it would seem. The senkaimon's doors slid slowly open into the human world and the Templar strode out of the glowing white light onto the rooftop of a near silent town. The air stung his nostrils with the acrid smell of smoke, the telling sign of a recent and intense burning. The doors slid shut behind him as he strode quickly to the edge of the two story concrete structure. The asphalt and concrete blow was scorched and cracked from intense heat confirming what he thought. Damage otherwise hat been low, either he was on the perimeter of the occurrence or it had been a sheer heat blast with little concussive force. A sudden eruption of light drew his gaze westward, only a block or so away, the sounds of battle suddenly thrumming throughout his every sense.

Zakeriah Blackwolf raised an armored hand letting his hell butterfly land and flex its wings absently for a moment. Giving it a mental dismissal the ebony winged guide flitted its wings and drifted back towards the quietly closing doors of the spirit gate. He did not have the most attuned senses for rooting out spiritual pressures but what was happening over there was hard to miss.

He took to the air (one of his favorite advantages to being in the human world) and began headed toward the scene in what amounted to a rather impressive leap more than actual flight and landed on another building overlooking the scene. A human was battling a monstrous hollow of some sort, cast lances and globs of some sort of burning pitch toward the creature. Carrion insects began protecting the hollow just as unleashed a powerful cero blast that obliterated the insects and nearly took the mystical man's head off.

Zak drew his blade immediately, he had taken in enough of the situation, and longer and the human might actually lose his head. Just as his leg rose to kick him off and into a nosedive toward the creature he saw something explode from another building, a released zanpakutou (there was no mistaking one regardless of its form), that smashed into and through columns of another building across the way. Supports gone, the structure began to topple forward and into the battlefield below. His gaze snapped back to the human only to find the man had vanished and was now apparently attempting to fight the hollow at point blank range with his magic before disappearing once more.

"Damn it." The shinigami hissed. If he dove in right this second he would only serve to get himself crushed as well. Best to watch...should the building catch the hollow off guard he might not be needed here after all. The human and hidden shinigami could bask in well-earned glory.

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The malefic orbs of energy struck low, knocking the beast off its guard for the briefest of moments. This however, was all it took for the human's Shinigami companion to go on the offensive. Slashing its scythes around wildly in a vain attempt to vanquish the invisible Advent, the creature was painfully unaware of the events taking place above it -- until it was too late.

The earth quaked as the dilapidated building began to topple. Still pinned to the rubble by the human's earlier attack, the creature had no means of escaping the avalanche of concrete and steel. One by one, the massive chunks of debris buried the hollow, eliciting sickening snaps and splats as they crushed its chitinous form.

A chorus of screams echoed from the arthropoid hollows scattered around Cape Town as the last of the rubble tumbled atop their progenitor.

"No! No!" they screeched in unison, their collective voices loud enough to rattle bones. "I...cannot be defeated here!"

Suddenly, the rubble exploded in a hail of obsidian spikes, sending a shower of debris over the battleground. Battered, broken, but not defeated -- the beast dragged itself back from oblivion. Black ooze poured from its wounds like so much blood; the remnants of a creature far greater than itself. Steeped in malevolent reiatsu and tinged in madness, the black mass seemed to hold the beast's shattered body together. Slowly, the scores of scorpion-like hollows from around the city began to converge on the beast, until a massive swarm had surrounded its broken form.

And then it let out a laugh -- long and low...seething with hatred and anger.

"Let us die together."

In a heartbeat, the scorpion-hollows swarmed over their master. Vicious jaws snapped and bit and gnawed as they devoured their patriarch and one another. Blood flowed in waves, splattering over the battleground in a morose spray as the creatures feasted, until finally only a handful remained.

Their chitinous shells began to crack -- the soft forms beneath them bloating and growing -- mushrooming outwards into massive representations of their former selves. Pointed, dagger-like tails snapped upwards, as the beasts began to gather power.

Their malevolent reiatsu spiked as one by one, orbs of virulent crimson energy blinked into being around them. Ceros, but unlike those before them. This attack was on an entirely different level. Pointing the orbs out in all directions, the creatures prepared to fire.

They would bring their prey and the city down with them.

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'Not Likely.' Zakeriah thought.

Watching the creatures devour each other was an interesting shift unto itself but it quickly became evident that the creatures were not so much eating the flesh of their kin and matriarch so much as consuming their power. The hollows would do as they do in order to change and evolve into something with the potential of greater destruction and chaos.

"Kalu'aita free my soul, channel my rage and cast it as fire upon the battlefield." He held his blade before his face as he spoke, the inscriptions carved along his arms began to glow and strike at his blade is it lengthened and darkened in color. Releasing his shikai was as close to putting a gigantic neon sign over his head as possible but the time for watching was over anyway.

'Dive.'

Zak threw himself off the edge of the building directly for the center of the remaining hollow insects and at the eye of this death blossom they were preparing. The carvings on his left arm ignited into a fierce eruption of silver lightening. Just before he hit the ground the energy collected into and around his hand whipping out in a series of solid chains and wrapping around the upraised tail of one of the creatures. He landed hard, rattling the ground beneath his feet but wasted no time in allowing the creatures to either react to him or fire off their ceros across the city. Calling upon his immense strength the Templar heaved at the energy tendrils he had created and turned on his heel pulling the massive bug from its feet and smashing it into its brethren in a massive arch crunching the carapaces against one another as they collided.

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The fortuitous intervention of an unknown shinigami had interrupted the plans of the gigantic insectoid creatures to level the entire city but it was imperative to strike before the evil beings regrouped and readied to attack again. The last thing Zakki wanted was another city leveled on his watch. Tokyo had twice been damaged because of Cerberus and the pale youth didn't want to leave any more ruins behind than he had to. There was a severed piece of girder that lay directly in his path where it had snapped as Alexia collapsed the building on the Titan. It was the perfect size for him to easily lift given the power flowing through his skinny frame. The iron I beam section weighed a good ton but with relatively little effort it was in the boy's hands.

He strode forward and wound up with the iron beam. He let all that force erupt forward and strike the first massive creature and send it flying into the collapsed remains of the building. Before the next one could react he had batted it with as much force as he could manage. His arms ached after the effort but he was still strong enough to hit a third one. They might recover but for now they lay piled in a rough heap at the bottom of the ice pillar that Alexia had erected. For good measure the lanky young man blasted them with a few radiation orbs to keep them busy. Tossing the girder down he watched and waited for the outcome of his actions to unfold.

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“Well...backup for once. This is unexpected,” Alexia said to herself. The new arrival, whoever they were, had interrupted the final attempt by the scorpions to take everything with them. That and the loud noises that sounded out from below suggested that Zakki was getting in his last few licks as well.

“My my my, they’re all having fun down there without little old me,” she said, smirking at bit at her next idea. Still at a very high altitude, she imagined the scorpion's armor wouldn’t hold up too well. And by her observations, the remaining remnants were now bundled up together. One of them was actually upside-down, and it was quite humorous to see its legs flailing about as it attempted to right itself. Alexia prepared for her descent....and yes she did mean falling.

“Normally falling would suck, but in this case...well it’ll suck for them,” she thought, as the Italian stabbed down into the scorpions, each individual penetration slowing the impact. Her weapon had pierced through each of them, and she couldn’t help but make a joke.

“Check it out,” she said, as she stood atop the pile.

“Scorp-kabob.”

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The mass of scorpions writhed and hissed, lashing their tails about in a futile attempt to skewer their assailant as their strength waned. Blood began to pool beneath them as they thrashed, making clear their inevitable fate. Finally, their bodies failed, and one by one they slumped against the Shinigami's blade, lifeless.The lengthy battle was finally over, but the destruction wrought by the beasts was in itself a testament to their master's might.

Suddenly however, something unexpected happened. The quintet of arthropod bodies began to his and squirm beneath the Shinigami. Black flames shot fourth from their wounds, quickly engulfing them. The beasts sizzled and popped as the flames ate away at their flesh, sending wisps of acrid smoke trailing up into the air. Simultaneously, the obsidian collar around Zakeriah's throat lit up -- tendrils of ebon flame snaking their way over the bangle. With a hiss, the skull-like clasp snapped open, finally freeing the young swordsman of his curse.

When the conflagration finally subsided, only ashes remained.

Or so it appeared.

Sitting where the scorpion-like creatures had drawn their last breaths, nearly covered by soot and debris, were two trinkets; a pulsating, black fruit covered in sharp thorns, and a small vial containing a trio of what appeared to be human eyes. Each seethed with a dark and arcane power -- gifts from the god of Hueco Mundo.

The battle for Cape Town was finally over.

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Once the last scorpion stopped twitching, the pile of dead bugs lit up with black flames. Sealing her weapon back in shikai, Alexia hastily tugged it out before jumping back onto the street.

“Ashes to ashes...how quaint,” she said. Her curiosity was piqued though as objects lurked underneath the remains. She moved over to the pile, stabbing one with the point of her blade. She examined the peculiar, organ-shaped object.

“Well...you’re getting shoved in a fridge when I get home...nasty-looking thing,” she muttered. Before she could even speak to the other two, a hell butterfly landed on her shoulder.

“Another one? You have got to be kidding me,” Alexia said. At the very least she was being sent out with two high ranking officers. This solo had been a doozy.

“But first...I need a hot shower,” she said as she began to walk away from the battlefield.

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"Hrm, that was easy." Zak intoned. "I wish I had had a chance to destroy that big thing the bugs ate. That would have been a decidedly more engaging fight." He didn't say this out of arrogance or putting down the other two combatants, merely a disappointment in the role he had to play when all was said and done. A sudden realization surged through the Templar. He had his sword in his hand and he was still standing upright, he should have been forced into a bow by now with the Promethian curse. It had become such an ingrained part of him he had worked it into his battle style and now not to have it...

A trembling hand touched his throat, no collar. He looked down at the twisted thing lying on the ground before him and was suddenly filled with blind rage and satisfaction. His armored boot rose and with perfect ferocity stomped down and ground the damned thing into the concrete and rubble. If he never saw it again it would be too soon.

His eyes traced back up to the human and the young, disrespectful, shinigami. He knew her; being the Third Seat of her division he had seen her file. The fact that she appeared to have no idea who he was or else didn't care did not sit well with him. Even if she truly did not know she should have the courtesy to show respect to her seniors. There would be time to deal with her later.

He approached the human. "I'm sorry I had not arrived sooner. I am Zakeriah Blackwulf, Third Seat of the Blood Templar. You two handled yourself remarkably against quite the horde."

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