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Long shadows crept from buildings as the sun set on Karakura town, the bustling streets slowing to a trickle as the night would soon have its hold on the sky once again. On a rooftop high above the street, an invisible rift opened, static sounding out as the sky tore open. From its maw dropped a shadow, small and swift, that rolled out and scurried to the roofs edge.
It was Garro Karra, Captain of the Hueco Mundo Division of the Gotei 13. What would bring him away from Hueco Mundo the human world? Something big. Word had gotten around that a grand beast had staked its claim in Karakura, devouring souls left and right, and was beginning to threaten the balance and safety of what Garro swore to protect. Innocence.
Scuttling to the edge of the rooftop, he peeked over and down into the streets, eyes shifting around to scan the area. After checking his location, he had decided the best form of action would be to travel the high ground. Somersaulting backward, he jumped to his feet in a lunge. With a grin, he readied his arms into their signature karate-chop action form, and kicked off into a sprint. Impossibly fast, he flew along the roof, leaping onto the edge and then soaring toward the next rooftop, reminiscent of an action movie.
Only he barely made it half way between roofs, hanging in the air for a moment, realizing his blunder and beginning to flail his limbs just as he plummeted down into the alley below. In the darkness of the alleyway, a crash could be heard, as a garbage can lid rolled its way out from the shadows before rattling back flat onto the sidewalk.
After a moment of silence, the alleyway settling back down, the mighty Captain reemerged. Peeking out into the street, he scanned the area for safety, his head topped with a rotting banana peel. Phew, coast still seemed clear. He had changed his mind mid-air that moving on the ground would be far more efficient than the rooftops, and had decided that the alleyway would be the perfect way down. He had landed in a human garbage can, perfectly breaking his fall. Everything was still going to plan.
Sinking back into the shadows, Garro leaned flat against the brick of the alleyway wall. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He had came here to hunt down a particularly insidious Hollow, and had learned his scent, an easy track this would prove to be.
Drawing the air into his nose, he sniffed at the air. Yes... there it was, he could sense something. His nose flicked away at work, tracking down the traces in the air, he could smell it... something... was definitely there.
Garbage.
Flicking the banana peel away from atop his head, he slammed his tiny fist into the ground, grumbling. Dammit. This beast must be concealing himself someway for Garro not to be able to sense him.
Fine, he would hunt him another way, the old fashion way. Peering back out into the street, the sun had fallen below the horizon now, leaving the sky indigo which faded fast into navy and deeper yet into blacks. Soon the night would be upon them. Perfect, it was time to move.
Somersaulting out into the street, Garro stealthily dashed towards a street light, back pressed against it and hiding himself invisibly against it. Only most of his body was still visible this way, the perfect hiding spot. Then, with a leap, he slid behind a bush, looking left and right to stay keen on his surroundings. This was fresh territory and there could be any dangers lurking in any shadowy crevice of this dimension. Luckily Garro did not know fear, and used the shadows to his advantage, scuttling along from alleyway to light pole to bush to tree all along the street.
He continued on through the town in search of anything, any sign to draw him to his target. Before long, the night had fully taken hold of the land, the moon shining brightly and the stars bright pinholes in the pitch black. Just as Garro had left the towering buildings, he soon found himself in lush green growths that covered the ground. Grass, fields of it. He had found his way to something different, leaving the concrete behind and landing on soft tread.
Hunkering down into a patch of tall grass, he sniffed out and let his senses reach out into the air around him. Wait a moment... he could sense something, something he knew all to well.
Garro knew water from his long and experienced life, and he never liked it. Damn, why did his senses have to draw him here?! He stayed silent, and could hear the quiet babble of the flowing water. A river, the river that ran through this province.
Shaking his head, he crept along the grass, the blades always finding their way up his nostils and tempting him to sneeze. But no, he had dominion over all of his bodily functions, a result of intense training. Sneezing would give away his position. As he army crawled, he finally reached out and parted the grass. Before him, he could see the river, rippling and reflecting the night sky on its surface. It looked beautiful and inviting, but Garro knew its true danger.
Damn, looked like he had to turn back. He sat up now in the grass, preparing to back track his way toward the city, until he paused. A ripple. A wave of something washed over him. He knew this feeling, it was familiar to him.
This time he didn't sniff at the air or taste the ground, this was something else. He could sense... dread, evil intent, hunger.
This must be the place... of course it was! Garro had been lead straight to the lair of the beast, his sense of justice guiding him like a torch in this dusk.
Garro scurried closer now down the grassy bank, working his way careful and stealthily right to the edge, and could hear the water quietly lapping at the muddy shore of the riverbank. His eyes scanned the water, peering down into its depths for any sign of reassurance. He just knew this was the place, he just needed a sign.
Then, in the murky shadows of the river, something moved. Something big. Garro's brow furrowed, he crawled back slowly into the cover of the tall reeds that lined the shore. This was definitely the place. The water was tainted with malice, Garro could taste it in the air.
Crawling his way back up to the top of the hill, he finally drew out his weapon, his might Zanpakutou, and called down to the shifting waters below.
"Beast of the river, devourer of souls, hear my words. You have slinked from the shadows into your watery grave, show yourself if you have any honor, and face me with tooth and claw, for this is your final fight. I will defeat you here and you will curse this land no longer."
The wind blew now, blowing Garro's haori boldly behind him. He pointed his weapon down to the water in gesture, daring the beast to crawl out of its hole.
After a moment of silence, as if the water itself was mulling over this speech.
Garro's blade fell slowly now back down to his side. He stared at the water and grit his teeth. Maybe the monster didn't hear him.
Clearing his throat, he jabbed his blade back out towards the river, bellowing out, "AHEM, LISTEN WELL BEAST! I, GARRO KA-" but was suddenly cut short as a jet of water blasted him off of his feet, sending him backflipping back into the grass. Spitting water from his mouth, Garro recoiled, crawling to his feet. He was drenched, dripping wet, and his face held firm into a scowl.
So the creature wanted to play it that way huh? Fine. It was his funeral, a viking funeral.
Bounding his way up the the hilltop overlooking the river once again, Garro drew his club, clutching it between his teeth and lowering his head. Then he rapidly descended down the bank, scuttling on all fours until he reached the muddy shore, finally leaping into a dive headfirst into the murky depths.
He could instantly feel his lungs clenching, but he knew from his past experience, you can't breath water. His teeth dug into his bone tighter, his small limbs flailing in his version of swimming, and his eyes burned as they scanned around the dark murky waters of the river.
He searched around the river frantically at first, but as the silt began to settle, his eyes widened. There it was, the monster he had came here for.
Nearly filling the riverbed was the hulking form of a giant beast. It laid half in the mud, half buried. Unmoving, it seemed to lounge in the water, lazily sunk to the bottom, most likely full off of innocent souls.
Garro nearly choked on a mouthful of water as he registered the sight. This was truly a monster, bigger than he had imagined. It's body seemed to be fortified in some sort of protective shell, lined with ridges and points. It's scaly limbs were buried in the mud, hidden from view, but its tail slowly flicked against the current. This monster resembled what the human world would call a turtle, but far bigger and far more sinister.
Kicking his way to the surface, Garro flailed to keep himself afloat, getting a lungful of air. This might not be as cut and dry as he had planned. Luckily none of his underlings were sent for this job, only he could defeat a beast like this.
Fearless, Garro readied himself to go back under, drawing in a deep breath before diving back down into the black waters. But this time, he was greeted with glowing orange eyes. The beast had not only stirred, but was now fixated on Garro. He could sense the bottomless hunger of the monster through his gaze alone.
Garro was helpless in escaping the beast, who had drew its limbs slowly from the mud. Like a flash, the monster was now hurtling towards him, body swaying in the water and propelling its giant form toward him. Garro could barely get away as the beast drew open its giant beaked mouth, snapping at the Captain, but only missing by an inch as Garro frantically swam out of the way. In his attempt at fleeing, Garro now found upon the monsters beaked, tiny hands clutching onto the hard nostril holes, laying flat and holding on tight as the monster took him for a ride.
Water was rushing by his head, nearly fling his Zanpakutou from the grip in his teeth, or worse yet, sending him flying off entirely. The beast seemed not to notice Garro just yet, searching around the waters ravenously now, orange eyes flicking wildly back and forth. Then, both eyes locked in, realizing the small snack had stuck itself onto its own nose.
Uh oh.
Garro held on tight as the creature began thrashing its snout around to shake Garro off, bellowing out a deep roar that rippled through the riverwater. He had to think of something quick, or he was done for.
The monster thrust upward now, breaking the surface of the water with a splash as it flailed its snout around. Garro held on as best he could, like a mechanical bull threatening to send him flying. His tiny hands were now slipping in the open air, water blowing from the nostils he clung to so tightly. He couldn't hold on any longer, and with a sharp snap of the turtles head, Garro was sent up high into the air above the river. He scrambled and flailed around, beginning to plummet back down to his doom.
The beast's maw hung open now, ready to catch its morsel. The creatures eyes burned bright through the darkness, frenzied in anticipation. Closer and closer Garro fell, until at the last moment he could only flinch and prepare for what came next. Had he failed this mission? Had he failed the people of Karakura, or his subordinates in the Hueco Mundo squad?
SNAP.
The turtles beak came together in the blink of an eye, undoubtedly snapping up the Captain in one single bite.
...but what was this? The beasts mouth stayed ajar, struggling to close. Garro crouched, eyes closed, between the sharp blades of the creatures jaws, balancing?
There he stood, balanced on his mighty Zan, which had wedged between the creatures snapping jaw to give him a moment of respite. The creature angrily forced its jaws together, but to no avail, the bone saving the Hollowgami's life. Atleast for now.
The bone began to strain, bending and shifting now from the strength of the monsters jaws. As much as Garro would like to save his Zan, he knew it would be useless if he himself was snapped in half as well. Reluctantly, he leapt free from the beasts maw, his kicking feet sending the bone spiraling down the gullet of the monster. He scrambled free and back onto the beak, this time making a run for it. Sprinting along the scaly hide of the monster, Garro made sure to make a jump and plant his feet firm into the glowing orange eye as he passed, the monster screeching and flailing along the waters surface in rage as he did. Garro continued running, scrambling along the ridged shell of the beast, making his way in the opposite direction of those dangerous chomping jaws. Frantically, his mind raced as he sprinted across the beast, thinking of anyway to even harm it before he could escape. He couldn't leave without finishing this job, but now he didn't even have his weapon.
What was he saying, he himself was a weapon on its own. He was a Captain, not a creature to be trifled with, and definitely not going to lose to some half-shelled swamp-monster. He somersaulted off of the beasts shell, rolling onto its massive tail, which suddenly flipped up high above the water in reflex. This was it, no turning back. It was time to man up and show this pondscum who the real king of the river was.
Lowering his head and sprinting full speed now, Garro charged up the tail as it towered vertically in the air. The last few steps nearly lost their traction, leaving Garro to latch on into a final climb. Reaching nearly to the tip, the monster flailed one last time, the tail swaying before rapidly flinging Garro back through the air. Garro threw back his haori like a cape, fluttering through the air as he soared to face the beast once again. It's eye was bloodshot and blinking still from his previous jab, but he knew that this beast would not miss its chance at getting its meal.
Well, eat up, foul beast. Make it count, cause Garro had warned him already. This was his last supper, time to dethrone the river king.
Without even a second snap, Garro disappeared into the open maw of the monster, only a single swallow signified the fate of the Captain. It was over, the turtle had swallowed him whole. It's tongue snaked out of its beak to lap around for any remaining morsels, before it's burning orange eyes seemed to slowly dim. Fun was over, and now it was time to go back to sleep. It had had its snack, small as it may be.
As the beast sank down to the muddy bottom of the river, it's eyes fluttered closed, cozying back into its place half buried in the seagrass and mud for a nap.
Then, its eyes slowly fluttered back open. It shifted, alittle discomfort? It winced a bit and lifted its head out of the mud. Heart burn... indigestion..? Vengence?
Muffled at first, a voice bellowed out from within the shell of the monster, rippling through the water. The beast suddenly seemed in distress, moving to claw its way from the mud, roaring out frantically in the murky water. But it was too late. From its gaping mouth shone a bright light, a blast of energy erupting from within. It tore through the water and mud, steam billowing to the surface.
"SOKATSUI!!!" The water seemed to boil after the blast, the turtle being nearly ripped open from the inside. The bubbling and smoldering shell shifted, clouded in murk of mud and blood that filled the water.
Then from the steaming murk, Garro surfaced, gasping for air and fighting to stay afloat. From his hand beneath the surface, he brought up his club and snapped it between his teeth, beginning to weakly doggy paddle back to the riverbank. He had gone in to retrieve his trusty Zanpakuto, and to finish this beast off once and for all.
It seemed the quickest way to this beasts heart was through his stomach, so Garro did just that. He had let the monster swallow him whole, then he gave him a taste of his Kido. He definitely had bitten of more than he could chew, and it eventually led to his own demise.
Garro heaved himself out of the water, and into the muddy reed-ridden bank, collapsing and still gasping for all the air he could fill his lungs with. The turtle proved to be a mighty foe, almost a challenge even. Too bad it didn't stand a chance against a Captain tier Shinigami. Maybe this was a job for Nel after all.
For now atleast, Garro needed a rest. Luckily, the mud was a perfect spot to pass out. Not from exhaustion of course, but from triumph.
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