En[Gage], The Devouring Blood Rage [Private]

Gage was burned, both physically and mentally. He was scarred by the interactions of the Soul Society and the Hollows that plagued his world. They came here, to his home to play their petty war games and cost human lives. Hundreds at that, just so that they could show face and get their name out. Soul Society had more, more people and soldiers alike to fight against this incursion but they did nothing. All they wanted was to 'maintain' what balance that they thought that they had so they sent just enough fire power to shoo off the hollows that destroyed the lives of hundreds. Perhaps he was wrong, perhaps Soul Society was weaker than that. Either way he could only come to one conclusion. This kind of wanton destruction had to come to an end. If there were really that many nuclear bombs walking about in the spiritual worlds he would have to do something to keep it from happening again. But what?...

Gage did not leave his home, although many did, choosing to wander the streets cleaning up what hollow that he can. It was not a lot, their numbers being out of control since the 'fall' but nothing that he couldn't handle in a one on one situation as long as he didn't get out numbered. He never really noticed but the route that he took to get from location to location happened to be his favorite places, deserted and dusty after the attack. Ramen house, grocery store, food district, library, arcade then finally the tea shop. Walking up to his final stop on his laps he hears the yells, a cry of pain and anguish. Gage trots forward, his left leg still sore but healing, his right arm in a cast up to the base of the shoulder.

"Justin? Justin is that you?" Gage starts forward faster, his left leg aching but not getting too bad. The thing that got him was the deep breaths, his lungs aching from the healing broken ribs.

Stopping a bit short he makes out Justin's blank stare, his eyes lost in his mind. Another one lost to the terrors of their life, the damage to Karakuratown being more than just physical. The town as a whole was suffering, spiritually and mentally. The walls could be rebuilt in months, the streets repaved and the buildings repainted but there were scars in there that would never heal, always to be lingering in the backs of everyone's minds. Gage had his own, the giant ape of a man descending down on the town like a beast from hell, extinguishing lives all over the city with both his own weight and the rubble that he sends flying. A small pang of pain in his elbow pulls him back to reality. "Justin, are you alright?" Gage had not seen Justin since before the attack but now that he was here he felt a small surge of joy. There were more of him. Fullbringers were not all gone. Perhaps he would help, perhaps they would be able to do what is needed to get rid of this nightmare.

Taking a knee in front of him Gage almost lays a hand on his shoulder when he spots it, the energy inside him tearing its way to the surface. Justin was in a war with himself for control and he was losing. The demon inside him was slowly bubbling to the surface and it was about to take over. A surge of energy billows off the young Fullbringer like wind, blowing Gages hair back and kicking his necklace over his shoulder so that it was behind his back. It was a small trinket but it was important. This small vial on a chain held his own Fullbring bond, gathered from his lost Fullbring. Reaching behind himself he takes the necklace and pulls it around to in front of himself to tuck back into his shirt once more.

"Justin..."

The world changed colors, shifting as if there were a colored film placed over his eyes as Justin's energy splashed out in a wave of unrelenting energy. He was cracking, just as Vee had and just as he himself had. This was because of the attack on Karakura Town, it had to be. Justins psyche was folding under the pressure of dealing with what ever loss he felt and it was getting the better of him. As quickly as it was expulsed the color sucks itself back in, vanishing into Justins body like he was the drain in the world of energy. Gage reactivly takes a step back, in this state where he was deaf to the world Justin was dangerous, he may not be as strong as Gage but he was like a blind dog. He may lash out at the first thing he can get his hands on.

Then it flurried, the energy finally surfacing from Justin's body as it had with Gage. Hollow energ was finally forcing its way into the real world and was about to make its face shown. Reaching its peak the flames lick at Gage's own energy, the Reiatsu licking at his own and intertwining as if Gage's energy was trying to pull in the hollowfied energy. Worry picks at Gages mind making him hop backwards to put some distance between them. Gage had finally gotten rid of that energy, the hollow side of him finally supressed into submision. In a flurry of motion Justin attacks, launching himself inwards, a blinding uppercut flying at his chin. Gage wasnt really expecting the blow, rolling his head to the side at the last second, just fast enough to roll his head to the left and have Justins fist graze against his right cheek. Wrapping up Gage throws a quick kick to Justin's front ankle in an attempt to get him down to one knee. Jumping back to get some distance incase he doubles up on his attack. "Justin. Are you in there? Can you even hear me anymore?"

Gage remembers that blind rage, that empty look of anger and fight. It's gaze was upon him, not an unfamiliar one, having spent months of his life trying to push it down but he could remember it. To suppress it into the smallest mote of light that he could then smother it with the best pile of conscious effort that he could muster. It drove Justin farther forward, making him behave in a manner more fitting of a hollow than of a human. No...not you too. Gage could see the monster in Justin starting to well to the surface, beginning to dig its way up until it was eye to eye with him. With a swing of his arm, Justin does something that Gage would not have expected that he was capable of. That anyone in a long time was capable of. Justin shoulders into Gage's stomach and uses his entire forearm and shoulder to fling him skyward. He felt the wind leave him the instant that contact was made, the force of the blow far superior to what Justin's spiritual pressure was normally capable of.

Then he spoke, Gages body face down in the air, almost suspended as he gazed upon Justin in his lost hollow self. Insults, slander and scorn poured out of his mouth as he takes a bite out of his own arm. He was fighting his own inner demons, not Gage himself but a monster that was itching to wiggle its way out. A bite that draws blood is the last thing it does before it turns its attention back on him, the blood on his face now dripping down the sides of his mouth. Gage was beyond words, he was aware that Justin was losing himself in his fullbring but he had absolutely nothing that he could do. Nothing but draw its attention on to himself and break its energy reserves in the hopes that its grasp on him with fall. What else did this thing have in its body to do?

Through feats of advanced skill and speed, Justin had learned things that would not have been normally possible at his level of strength. Using Soul Communication he drew the ground up in a burst, launching himself skyward like a dart. Descending slowly towards the seemingly blurred dart of a human Gage's eyes were at least able to track the movements, his left hand going to to grab the incoming fist of Justin's upper cut. With a resounding 'pop' the hit lands home but is quickly followed by a round-house kick to Gage's side, the blow landing a solid hit to his ribs but Gage has been kicked before, so many times in fact that he did the first thing that he his instincts told him to do.

Wrapping his arm about the leg Gage uses the spinning momentum pf Justin's kick to spin himself, helicoptering Justin with the speed of a roller coaster straight down into the ground, enough energy there to crack the asphalt with the impact. "You want me to bite then I will bite!" Gage launches himself straight down Justin's body, the air above him detonating like a cannon to launch himself at impossible speeds. If he hit or not the impact would crater the ground around his feet out to two feet, cracks appearing like spiderwebs. "Well go on! Get up! Bite Back! Fight Back! Give me a reason not to hate myself for KILLING YOU!!!" Gage was losing it too, everyone was losing it, the whole town crumbling inside as wel as outside. He was simply taking out his anger on Justin, picking at his hollow side, pressing buttons in the hopes of getting a rise.

And so the impact was terrifying, for a moment Gage actually came out of his rage and anguish of the loss and realized that he may have just killed one of the few surviving friends that he had left in this god forsaken town. But this is not the case, Justin's surge of power and spiritual energy gave his body an increased resistance to rival his own. The ground cratered under Justin's stone like skin before Justin responds with his own counter attack, a quick knee to the back of Gages left leg, knocking him off balance so that he is forced to roll to his left of face falling straight to the ground.

By the time that Gage is back up on his feet he is barely able to get his hands up in time to block a barrage of kicks that would have landed against the side of his own head, blow after blow of the jack hammer like attack sliding Gage farther away before he leaps back to make some distance. "I'm NOT!!!" With that Gage draws his fist back into a punch, five meters away from Justin. With his drawing fist Gage pulls on the concrete, forming a fist behind Justin that would pile drive [Tier III]him forward so that Gage's fist would reach for a blow across the face.

The contact was solid, the flash of Reiatsu detonating int he area like a bomb. It was tremendous and if another person were nearby to watch this fight it would seem like each of their blows were connecting with the force of a granade. Gage's own punch lands on Justin's left cheek bone before Justin's has a chance to make contact with his own blow. The force of the contact would have been enough to make Gage take a knee, the ground cracking beneath the demonic Fullbringers feet With the contact and the flash of Reiatsu Gage's own necklace cracks a little, small spider web thin cracks spreading through the glass forboding that it is on the verge of shattering.

Then Justin was on the offensive again, ducking himself into an agressive stance, speaking a 'command' word Gage watches him do something that he had taught Justin. Using both the earth beneath his feet and the air to speed himself up Justin launches himself into a charge, darting side to side with each step. With each step the ground cracked where his foot made contact, the force of the step making the asphault give way. Just like that he was upon Gage, a left blow to the shoulder being all that he could muster with that high speed advance. Putting up his right arm to block the blow Gage reinforces his arm by holding it with his left hand, compleatly missing the boulder now bolting at his chest. With a crack the boulder slams home, exploding with the force of the impact. Launching him backwards Gage skids to a stop on his back, his eyes blurry and his lungs compleatly out of air. It was a smart move, attacking at shoulder level so many times before finally launching one from a different direction.

Gage's body was resilient, built for punishment and tested through the storm of battle. Even so, Justin in his out-right blood fury was still able to test him. The boulder had broken his defense, leaving him winded and staggered only to feel the strength of a Full Bring flourish in front of him. The surge of energy unmistakable, Gage recognizing his own in it, something he had once had. Blocking his face Gage covers up, knowing that the blow was coming he covered what he felt would be the most damaged from a direct hit from a fresh Fullbring. He was wrong.

The blow landed in the middle of his chest, the glass of his necklace shattering from the force of Justin's fist against Gage's own torso. While Gage was tough he did not have the protection of his Fullbring so the Glass mixed with the force of the punch broke Gage's skin, driving the fluid kept neatly tucked away straight into his blood. It was all made worse with the explosion of power, a surge of Justin's attack blowing the fluid into his torso, the back splash from the fluid coating his right fist.

It was similar to a nightmare, the feeling of having his Fullbring wash over him again before it suddenly floods him with the energy that he so longed for. Starting in his chest he felt as if his body were suddenly exploding with water, the cool feeling spreading throughout his body before it spread into two locations. Settling into his hip Gage feels the energy enter his blade, his custom swords that he created what feels like years ago. The other end of that flood though was his face, washing up and pouring out his eyes in a layer of grey energy until it covers his whole face in the shape vaguely reminiscent of a mask. He felt better though, as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders and he was back into the world again.

Then it was gone, pulling away from his face in a stringy mess before it suddenly 'pops' sends out his energy in all directions, mixing with the air and the traces of the hollow energy in the air until the blob onto the ground. Slowly standing and taking form they all move like fluid, no sudden jerking or twitching. Standing slowly until they are all upright Gage slowly looks around their ranks, nearly a dozen of them all staring at him and Justin. "Uhhh. Justin? Is this you? This isn't me I don't think." Sitting up and standing slowly he looks about him, each of the beings armed in some way with a couple of them not at all armed.

Scooting closer to Justin he moves until his back touches his newly conscious friend. Reaching behind his back Gage pulls out his carving knife, the length of his forearm, shaped like a Kukri. Patting Justin with the blade he offers it while he pulls his own Break Blade buckle off, the blade 'pouring' out the top and solidifying. "I think your going to need this." Gage slowly dips down, settling into a fighting stance, his sword in his left hand forward of him, separating him from the energy constructs. He could vaguely recognize the energy, the feeling of a hollow mixed with his own energy being the majority of their being. "I hope you know how to use that thing."