The Dangai Spirits 1.002 [EVENT]

"Whats this? Maybe today isn't so boring after all." The clacking of his sandals against the stone ground of the rukon. A nice place. not too far away from seireitei. So used to peaceful apathy, their immediate response was to call the shinigami. Soul reapers would never have been on time for the lower districts. But here he was. A captain. running ahead of his squad almost effortlessly. They had been assigned to the rukongai. A boring job, he had considered putting Yumichika in charge of the rest of the squad while he took his nap. Then he heard about THIS, a hollow appearing right inside the soul society? A weapon in its hand? Reiatsu like a shinigami? IT was strange, so many questions, but those were all for squads 1 and 12. Squad 11. the true military arm of the shinigami. the combat division. Kenpachi Zaraki, the captain of this infamous squad, his title claimed from the corpse of his predecessor. He laughed and tore his way through the crowds. The only question he had about all this. Would it be a good fight? His towering physique bulging with powerful musculature. Without skipping a beat he tore through the building in front of him. just another of them collapsing as he walked thtough, sword already in his hand, taking in the view of the monster in front of him.

"You dont look like any hollow I've ever seen, and you sure as fuck ain't no shinigami. Whatever you are, I don't care, Let's just see what you've got." a burst of speed closed the distance between them kenpachi getting right up close. From this distance he took his free hand and rocketed it upwards towards the monsters torso, his feet already shifting as he did so that if it moved it would be off step for the slash of his blade, a burst of force pooling on the edge and then shooting outwards, a shockwave of pure cutting force. The cheshire grin on his face threatening to split from ear to ear. Though he had only just made two movements he was already preparing to strike again, his blade rising into the air as he pressed forward ever further towards the towering black beast. His zanpakutou slamming downwards in a brutal slash intended to strike across the entire front of the thing.

Zaraki, captain of squad 11, not a man to hold back against even the weakest of foes, he couldnt in fact. His reiatsu was pouring out at every instant in this battle. already those around him could feel the gravity growing stronger around them, slamming the weaklings to the floor, yet they still scrambled away from that monster. A beast scrambling from the dangai, a weapon in hand, THIS WAS AN INVASION!!! more battle, more fighting, it was like CHRISTMAS AND A BIRTHDAY ALL IN ONE!!!! "COME ON FIGHT!!! SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT!!!"

Kenpachi was unfazed by the creatures casual defense, effortless in its movements, perhaps kenpachi could even use his full power for once. the sparks flying as their blades ground against eachother, the clenching of bone as his hand was captured, Kenpachi cared not when the beast attempted to throw him. he was already in the process of shifting his body for another slash. Taking advantage he threw his weight into the momentum draggin the beasts arm behind it landing on his feet, if the creature refused to let go it's shoulder would be out of socket but the worst part, it had failed to defend against his incoming attack, his blade striking down across the flesh of this creature, now it was time to learn, did these freaks bleed? "You're pretty tough, but you have to try harder then that to beat me." He spoke 'calmly' though the excitement was plain from his expression. This thing was just another enemy, something he would beat, but he hoped from what it had shown him maybe it could be a strong fighter/


Clenching his left hand, blood showing from the beast's claws. It had grabbed his hand like it meant nothing. He kept his gaze firmly on the monster taking his blade and shouting once again. his reiatsu pooling, a pillar of force rising from the ground around him with two streams spiraling around it, this display thought impressive faded quickly as the three streams twirled around his blade coating it with power, with a grunt of exertion he swung it diagonally, the reiatsu erupting forward in a brutal display, from the almost point blank distance they were fighting it would take an exceptional method to avoid this blast, but right behind the attack, following it almost directly came kenpachi, flying forward, the great pounce of his legs sending him at speed rivaling even the mightiest shunpo.

as the distance between them closed, before the attack even reached the beast kenpachi readied his sword again and right as the impact would occur he swung again, releasing a second wave of force in the same span of time, before it even finished firing off his blade he swung around lifting his leg up to kick at the beast intending for his foot to slam straight into it's chest. three attacks, two simultaneously following directly after a point blank assault. This was natural for the man from the zaraki district. a brutal onslaught of attacks, not simply an attack, but an endless stream of death.

this thing in front of him. It had no hope. even if it dodged or blocked every one of those attacks, that jsut meant more would come, kenpachi would never stop attacking, never stop moving forward, he would eradicate this monster from the face of the earth. It was going to die here. because just as he stopped moving his hand tightened around his blade. rocketing forward again, his blade thrusting forward, rapid strikes from every angle, stabbing in an endless series of strikes. Kenpachi refused to let it have time to react, if it intended to kill him, he would make it work for every motion, strive for each counter, struggle for even the smallest of actions.

The people had long fled, the only sound was the clashing of blades and the stomping of feet. the wind blows through the scene of conflict, blood spattered on the ground from those already injured. How could it be more exciting? nothing thrilled more than the heat of battle. He LOVED IT!