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Death and a Zanpakutos’ Judgement

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Much to Yoshirou’s surprise Metabee relinquishes his Zanpakuto instead of using the demon arts. He was a little disappointed but if any Shinigami could go without their Zanpakuto it was the Commander of Kido. Not only was his knowledge and skills in the arts vast but he could also create weapons making it impossible to truly disarm him.

 

Even still Yoshirou didn’t hesitate in the slightest showing pose and confidence as he relied on Hoho to close the small gap between them. Raining down both Zanpakutos, Yoshi attacks right along side his comrade. It was there first fight as a team but it would further help strengthen there new friendship and build and enduring bond. With a move that would be tough even for a zanjutsu master, Monk adjusts his swing mid air, ducking down and blocks all the incoming attacks. With a strength that classified him as a true monster, Monk unleashes the potential energy built up in his legs propelling him high into the sky; forcing all the swords away from him. “Espada!?” says Yoshi unintentionally.

 

Wasting no time Yoshirou dashes for the Arrancar’s Zanpakuto. If he was right and he was an Espada it was all the more reason to keep him from it. No, even if he wasn’t part of that group he was surely an Espadas equal. Such thoughts only brought more questions like- were they back together? how many are there? whose leading them, ect. That was only the tip of the iceberg but now was not the time for distractions.

 

Sheathing his left sword Yoshirou picks up the enemies Zanpakuto while Monk hovers over the battlefield charging a cero. Also known as doom blast, it was a deadly attack but as long as neither of them was caught off guard it was something they could manage. Monk launches the cero at Metabee most likely because of his close proximity and or lack of Zanpakuto. However unfortunate, the Shinigami’s were blessed that they didn’t have to worry about civilians caught in the attack nor the damage to the buildings as they were all dead and mostly destroyed now.

 

Using his spiritual energy as a launching pad Monk hurls himself towards Yoshirou before his cero had even exploded. The Hollow hits the ground charging like a bull seeing only red. Yoshi steadied his stance as he prepares to receive the madman’s charge. With his spiritual pressure flowing out of him Yoshi remained composed when facing the brutish strength of his opponent.

 

In the hands of the enemy, his Advisor’s Zanpakuto comes bearing down upon him. Shuffling both feet to the left, Monk’s right, Yoshirou swings his Zanpakuto, in an arcing motion, intercepting the attack. Unlike before, Yoshirou's spiritual energy is flowing through him allowing him to manipulate gravitons within a certain distance. In his current form that distance was only extend to things he touches or is in contact with.

 

Upon clashing swords Yoshirou would force his opponents sword to the ground making it almost impossible to move via gravitons, while thrusting the Zanpakuto in his left hand, at Monk’s right side, with enough power to pierce even an Espada. Once again Yoshirou caused Monk’s attack to go across his body, hopefully causing him to release Metabee's Zapakuto, which was his initial goal. Then Monk would have to twist to try and reposition himself before he could attempt his uppercut; which he wasn’t planning on dodging but instead relying on his offense as defense. This would hopefully give Yoshi plenty of time to penetrate the Hollow with his own weapon in either his side or chest. After the thrust reached its peak he would significantly increasing its gravity immediately ripping the sword downward, tearing apart everything it touched.

 

If Monk still managed the uppercut despite the damage it would connect with Yoshi’s chin as he chose to deal damage over avoiding the punch; though with tremendously less force than Monk intended. The uppercut would have to fight through gravity and Yoshi's sword attacks to reach its target. Even still it would have caused Yoshirou to take a few steps back had he not been increasing gravity at that point. He immediately spits out blood, which now ran from his mouth and the gash on his chin. Going on the defensive Yoshi used shunpo to momentarily create some breathing room. Each target had just struck at each other and now standing roughly ten yards away Yoshi was assessing the outcome.

 

Yoshirou’s jaw was not broken but had a deep laceration on it which blood freely flowed from. There were also minor cuts on both his upper and lower lips but with some focus he was able to stop all the bleeding. By no means were the cuts gone but he at least didn’t have to worry about losing too much blood. “Release me and finish this nonsense,” says Kosumosu. As Yoshirou’s Zanpakuto spirits they hated seeing him injured.

 

“I was hoping that Metabee and I could land a crippling blow so that we could capture him and get answers before killing him but he’s too strong for that. I sense that like a wild animal even if seriously injured he would fight to the death,”  Yoshirou thinks replying to his Zanpakuto…  

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As both Metabee and Yoshirou attacked, the Arrancar was stacked against 4 attacks at the same time. Even so, Monk had managed to overcome the odds against him and with such a simple movement as a duck he managed to block all 4 attacks using the Captain's Zanpakuto. Unfortunately, they were opponents but he couldn't help but be impressed by this. Hollow's usually relied solely on their body and Zanpakuto so compared to Shinigami who had so many tricks up their sleeve, it definitely was quite an experience.

Monk then leaped up high into the air to leave them behind but he wouldn't run away. The Noble quickly ran for the Arrancar's Zanpakuto while the latter fired a Cero at Meta. He had to react fast so he stabbed his swords into the ground and put out his right hand to create a barrier. This was no simple barrier as it had seven layers to it, the last layer being the strongest. In his spars with Yoshirou, 5 layers proved to be barely enough so he had to adjust to a stronger opponent. The Cero came into contact with his barrier and made its way layer through layer but at the same time it was also weaking and with Monk gone towards Yoshirou, there was no one to give it more energy.

When the Cero arrived at the last layer, Metabee once again took hold of his swords and braced for impact. The last layer broke and the Cero collided with his swords but at this point it was very weakened so after a few moments the energy dispersed, but not without leaving a few burns on both his hands. Even though his hands were important at least he wasn't severely bleeding so he would just have to tough it out for a while. Surely, this was a much better outcome than not using the barrier at all.

The Captain turned to where the two were fighting to assess the situation. With the way things were going just charging in without a Zanpakuto would be quite reckless so at least for a moment longer he would stay back but not without helping. Metabee dematerialised his swords and also jumped high into the sky. This time he made a bow and 'arrow'. He put the arrow in its place and drew it back along with the bowstring before beginning to gather Hollow spirit energy at its tip. 10 seconds. That was the time it would take for the attack to reach its full power. Monk had his back towards him so he hoped he wouldn't notice him preparing. Metabee didn't really want to use such a powerful attack so early in the fight but if it helped them break through then that's all that mattered.

The attack was ready as the arrow was pulsating with red energy and without further delay Metabee carefully followed the movements of the two and fired the arrow. Very soon after leaving the bow the arrow turned into a large bullet of Hollow energy, one that could almost be compared to a Gran Rey Cero or a very strong Cero capable of big destruction. With the arrow in flight there was nothing more he could do than await the result. Hopefully, Yoshirou had noticed this and would dodge. If not, Metabee would use a Hainawa to pull him away with all his might. However, if the Noble wanted to absorb some if its energy with his Shikai, he wouldn't act.

If the Arrancar took a hit, Metabee would then once again create his swords and throw the dark one at the ground very close to Monk's location. Using his newly learned ability, the Captain would warp to the location of the sword and attack Monk with an Agitowari with the white sword in his right hand. In the even that his Zanpakuto was free he would reach out for it and grab it and if not he would simply pick up the dark sword behind him and await his opponent's next moves.

If Monk had noticed Metabee in the air and began moving in a way that made him too hard to hit then Metabee would simply cancel the attack and the energy would disperse. It was an attack he could only use once per battle so he would rather not waste such a shot. Instead he would dematerialise the bow and arrow before using Shunpo to rejoin the fray. The Captain would appear behind the Arrancar with his white sword and use Ryodan. He would follow this up by creating the purple sword in his left hand and using Onibi, which would be a strong attack even if it did not make a whole in the target. Just because he didin't have his Zanpakuto didn't mean he couldn't use Zanjutsu techniques and these two were particularly lethal ones.

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To Monk disappointment Yoshirou dodge the attack instead and what came shortly after would put Monk in a tight spot. Once the Zanpakuto Monk was holding passed by Yoshirou, Monk attempted to carry on his original plan by bring the blade up for an uppercut. But before he could Yoshirou clashes his toward on top of Monks and a tremendous amount of weight forces the blade to crash onto the floor. ‘That settles it. Weight of some kind’ Monk had figured as this was twice something like this had happened. First his first, now this blade and it was becoming troublesome. When it came in such short powerful burst, even with Monks strength it was difficult to counter.

 

Once Yoshirou had trapped the Zanpakuto. He thrust Monks own blade at him, aiming for his right side and since he couldn’t hear any foot steps behind him Monk presumed that he was in a good position to remain on the offence. Twist his right hand to get a firmer grip on the Zanpakuto he pulls, the weight was unbelievably heavy, but not unmovable, Monk grabs the Zanpakuto out from underneath Yoshirou’s with a scream of grinding metal and attempts to get out of the way of his own incoming blade. But he had been to slow, just. The blade makes contact with the right side of Monks stomach and starts piecing in and Monk drags his left hand over and takes hold on his Zanpakuto once again. “I won’t be hurt by my own blade I’ll make you pay for this: Sin! Kasai Kokyō So!” Before Monk blade can be pushed in any further the blade snaps, losing the driving force which was Yoshirou’s end. 

 

Then with no warning fire burst out from both ends of the broken Zanpakuto. Wrapping Monk in flames for a brief amount of time, wrapping around his arms and his legs. Forging his released state. How he was looking forward to using his full strength in this form. However even during his release Monk wasn’t wasting a golden opportunity. He used the blade he had set free and continued with his original uppercut, which to Monks joy hit a small spray of blood comes out from Yoshirou’s chin which Monk relishes in at his opponents first drawn blood and he had forced Yoshirou away. Clearly he no longer wanted to be this close to Monk and who would no his Reccurection was complete. A newly formed white Heirro covering his arms and legs. Unlike his normal skin this was unmarked, no scars, no burns, nothing in a way. His body became his Zanpakuto he was a weapon and a devastating one. 

 

Now Monk would have to deal with the other Shinigami as he’d felt an odd mixture of spiritual pressure. Monk turns his head, believing he didn’t have enough time to turn his full body he seems a red bullet, something the size of a Bala. But with the feel of density it was much worse. Monk pushed hard on the ground with his increased strength thanks to his Ressurection, with a powerful jump, Monk is out of the way of the mysterious bullet, but the Shinigami was relentless. Even after this he throws the strange dark coloured blade near Monk, which Monk at first presumed had missed, which was almost laughable in a life and death battle. But to his surprise, the Shinigami shunpo’s or teleports Monk was unsure as the speed the distance was traveled was lightning fast and then he attempted to cut Monk with the white blade. But being this close to Monk in this form was just what Monk wanted, shifting his left arm, Monk intercepts the white blade with his Hierro stopping the blade in its tracks. “Let me show you how to swing a blade” Monk pushes the white blade to his left away from him and grips the Zanpakuto he is holding with both hands and raises it in front of him and swings down with all his force. Unknown to Monk this was almost like using zanjustu and a technique like Ryōdan. But for Monk was imperfect and wild. 

 

If the swing missed, Monk still wanted to stay on the offence, so using the force of his swing down with the Zanpakuto he would front flip forward and bring down the heel of his foot down upon the blade or his opponents, which ever got in the way first. If his opponent had moved out of the way of the kick he would drive his foot down as hard as he could and hope the debris from the force of his foot hitting the earth would hit one of his opponents. Then upon landing Monk would stand firm and proud. “Come and face true power and face true sin.” Monk says to both his opponents. ‘Kill them all’ a voice whispers inside Monk head as Monk killer instinct leaks out his rage boiling and his intent to kill the two in front of him was now unstoppable. This fight would only end when death had accord. 

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Yoshirou’s attack had speed, precision and a surprise but it was far from enough. Trapping the enemy’s sword Yoshi immediately attacks the opening he skillfully created. Unfortunately it got him nowhere as he watched on in disbelief at how easily the Espada level Arrancar countered his attack; as though the Noble was moving in slow motion. First readjusting his grip, on the Kido Commanders Zanpakuto, Monk began to lift the weighted swords. With little effort he managed to instantly pull free from the immense weight that Yoshirou modified after having already experiencing the strength of the monster before him. He wasn't underestimating his opponent but he was far stronger, faster, and skilled than Yoshi thought possible. 

 

“Impossible,” Yoshirou shouts questioning the sight before him but it does little to slow Monk down. With his hand some how grabbing the blade as it barely pierces him the attack comes to a complete stop. Having a sense of foreboding Yoshi immediately lets go of the Arrancar’s Zanpakuto, momentarily retreating. In the next instant fire shoots out both ends of the sword, soaking the demon in energy as he unleashed his Resurreccion.

 

Yoshi’s left hand was damaged but thankfully he let go in time to avoid receiving a serious burn. A pristine white hierro covered Monk's entire body as he takes on his new form. Leaning in with an uppercut the Hollow finishes his counter attack. Having already but a little distance between them Yoshirou was able to avoid the attack, one that could have easily devastated him.

 

Suddenly the newly reformed Arrancar turns his attention to something brewing in the sky. Like Yoshirou he was able to sense the build up and fusion of different energies. Taking this moment of reprieve Yoshirou quickly releases his Shikai. The release was expertly controlled, using the energy to help heal his wounds, instead of as an attack. A silhouette of shadowy fire replaced the Zanpakuto Yoshi held in his right hand. Like Monk the superficial wounds he’s received vanish without a trace, as if hitting the reset button. Not only has the strength and ability of his Zanpakutos changed but also his power over gravitons, enhancing his current skill set as well as giving him new ones. Not only could he increase and decrease weight but gravitons also allowed him to push, pull, repel, levitate objects, fly, create barriers, and a few other gravity-defying acts. By far the deadliest and most used was Kosumosu’s passive ability to absorb/devour. Leaping with far more power than before Monk evades the compact ball of energy. Seeing an opportunity present arise, Yoshirou prepares himself.

 

The highly volatile arrow strikes the ground exploding with the force of a large bomb. Immediately dust and debris is kicked up and is expanding with the explosion, sending out an omni directional shockwave. As the blast wave continues to spread, just before reaching Yoshirou he takes a step and thrust his Zanpakuto forward. With a speed neigh impossible to match Yoshi’s sword devours without prejudice. Fire, smoke, dust, and other debris are all absorbed while not only shielding him from harm but also increasing his power and reserves.

 

With his sight now unobstructed Yoshirou can see the other two still in heated battle. It was imperative that he returned to the fray as soon as possible. With Monk in his Resurreccion form and Metabee without his Zanpakuto he was at a severe disadvantage against the mad titian. With a surplus of energy Yoshi flies towards the two combatants at speeds unreachable in his sealed state. Kosumosu carved up the terrain as he drugged it behind him the entire way; absorbing everything in its path.

 

With each passing yard Yoshirou could feel the power swelling up in side him, even still Yoshirou knew he wouldn’t make it time to help out with the scuffle unless he attacked now. Placing his left hand on the hilt of his sheathed Zanpakuto, Yoshirou unleashes two slashes before returning it to its sheath. The skill and speed of the slash made it appear as if he only removed it half way from the scabbard before changing his mind and sheathing it. The laijutsu type attack created two wind like blades that he aimed at the back of Monk’s knee. Seeing his comrade in a rough spot he tried to help out. While the attack wouldn’t do much to an opponent of Monk’s level of durability it could achieve some effect. The idea was to force the Arrancar’s stance to falter, lessening the strength behind his primitive yet powerful kendo strike. 

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The battle continued and it seemed that for a moment Yoshirou had the upper hand as he disarmed Monk by using his gravity ability. The Arrancar was once again left without a weapon and this might have been Metabee's chance to reclaim his Zanpakuto. However, this opportunity did not last long as within the next moment their opponent used his strength to pull out the Zanpakuto despite its current altered weight,'This guy's strength is too crazy! Unfortunately, he has the brains to use it too,' Metabee thought as he watched on.

Even more than that, Monk being confronted with his own Zanpakuto decided to use his Resurreccion, getting himself rid of all his damage and protecting from the oncoming attack. The battle took a turn for the worse because of this. If he was that strong in his normal state what would his strength be like now? Seeing Yoshirou take damage, the Captain fired his arrow which hit the ground and created a massive explosion along with a massive cloud of dust. Metabee warped in as he wanted to use the low visibility to take his Zanpakuto as he needed it now more than ever.

He was confronted by Monk who didn't have a single scratch on him which meant that he had dodged his attack completely. Metabee swung the sword with his right hand at the Arrancar to keep him busy while with his left hand he took out the purple sword from the ground. His opponent effortlessly redirected his attack and launched one of his own. Blocking such a strong attack was not an option so Metabee had to get out of there. The Captain Shunpoed behind Monk who left a scar in the earth where he had been just a moment ago. While this was happening Yoshirou, who had also released his Zanpakuto, attacked the Arrancar from a distance to give himself some time.

However, as long as he wasn't right next to him Monk still chose to focus on Metabee since he was the closest. After his swing attack he did a flip and attacked with his foot. The Captain once again wanted to avoid it so he stepped back far enough not to be hit but as soon as the Arrancar's heel hit the ground countless rocks erupted and hit Metabee who quickly took a defensive stance to protect his face and as much of his organs as possible. The rocks didn't pierce straight through his body but they surely made their mark as countless blood stains started appearing on his white shirt and trousers. The swords which he had used to block some of the rocks were destroyed from the impact, leaving him disarmed. The impact felt almost as if he had been shot with a gun but due to their size they didn't reach deep enough to damage his organs.

Luckily, the Arrancar didn't continue his onslaught and instead chose to boast about his power. Metabee had to close the gap in strength without releasing his Zanpakuto and fortunately he had one more annoying spirit inside of him. The Captain jumped back with all his strength and put his left hand over his face to summon his Hollow Mask in an eruption of energy. Metabee then made a ball of Cero in both his hands before fusing them together and firing as one. While the attack would fly towards Monk it would simultaneously push Meta back even further. By the time the attack hits the Noble should finally reach the Arrancar and continue to engage the him.

Ever since putting on the mask his wounds had already begun healing though it would take a while to heal this many wounds. However, he still wanted to support his teammate so he wouldn't be just standing still. Metabee circled to the left and fired a Bala at the Arrancar but this was simply meant as a distraction. If Monk decided to take the hit without moving he would quickly follow this up with a Rikujokoro to bind the opponent in place and give Yoshirou an opportunity to strike. If Monk decided to to dodge the Bala then Metabee would aim for his knee with his index finger and fire a Jugeki Byakurai to attempt to at least cripple him.

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Monks blade rushes down. He though that it was the end for the interfering Shinigami. He would cut him clean in half. But as his blade rushes down. Not only does the Shinigami dodge the attack by shunpo’ing out of the way. But Monks attack had been interfered with. As his blade was about to come down upon the Shinigami. To blades ran across the back of Monks knees. He felt them, they had not been enough to cut. However when he advanced into his kick. Monk saw that the Shinigami had attempted no slash and his other opponents was still on the charge. 

 

But at least Monks kick had been slightly effective, the full force of the kick had been dodged. Which once again disappointed Monk. A kick like that on an opponent skull would crack it like a melon. But the debris that had been created from the kick had been the most successful part of Monks offence. The debris had destroyed the Shinigami energy based swords, the blast of rocks had shattered them. Which was good information for Monk in the long run, now he knew that with enough force they could be destroyed. As well as that though the smaller bit of rubble from Monks kick had acted as bullets and had penetrated the skin of the Shinigami, shown by the small stains appearing on his clothing. 

 

It now seemed that Monks time to boast about his power was a waste of time, if he had continued his assault Monk may have even had the opportunity to kill one of the two Shinigami’s. But what did it matter. In this form. Monk was the unstoppable force, he wouldn’t be killed and would take anything that stood in his way and remove it. Plus he had the unnamed Shinigami’s Zanpakuto. So at least he wouldn’t be able to release it. Or Monk hoped that was the case anyway. 

 

So with the time that Monk wasted boasting the unnamed Shinigami jumped back, putting distance between him and Monk. Which seemed like the obvious thing to do now that he was defenceless. Or so Monk thought. The Shinigami raised his hand in front of his face and what happened next shocked and surprised Monk. What he saw was a Shinigami with what was undoubtedly a hollow Mask. Monk had only ever seen this once before, but had never had the opportunity to fight against it. ‘How much power have the Shinigami’s gained’ Monk thought angered by what was a mockery of hollow and arrancars alike. 

 

Then just to rub in the mockery of hollows even further the Shinigami prepared what was clearly a Cero, a powerful one, using two hand to charge it together. But all it was to Monk was a fake version of the real thing. As the Cero beamed towards him. Monk took the Zanpakuto he was holding and sliced into the Cero as it reached him, cutting the beam in half it passed either side of him. His strength acquired from his ressurection made guarding against attacks almost too easy. 

 

Soon the Cero had dispersed past him and the next attack was coming in. A pathetic excuse for a Bala coming towards Monks right. So he didn’t even waste time moving the Zanpakuto to block it. Monk shifted his free hand and back handed the Bala. Letting it clash with his Hierro. Causing his Heirro to smoulder with heat. But no actual damage. But what came next came as a surprise and as Monk saw his mistake regretted not dodging the attacks. A bar of light appears in front of him and in five other directions. He brings the Zanpakuto down in an attempt to block the incoming bar of light. But all of them together pin him in the centre of his stomach restricting his movement. 

 

Monk released he could waste time. Taking the Zanpakuto he jams the blade into the small gap that separated the bar of light at the front of him and the one beside it and begins to pry it open. Once there was a gap he rushed his left hand into it to keep it open, now he needed his full strength and his own techniques. So he makes the decision to drop the Zanpakuto and begins ripping the Bakudo apart with his strength. Like it was made out of sheets of iron. Monk starts ripping at each now crack that appears and after some time forces his way out. 

 

By now he presumed Yoshirou would already be upon him, if not already about to hit him. So Monk prepares his defence. Cupping his hands together he swings them towards the already crack and uneven ground. A feat of strength that would again said rocks flying and create a small kinetic shockwave that would drive just and stand into the sky and around him. Which would hopefully throw off any attack that would be coming towards him. 

 

Monk couldn’t allow his cockiness to get the better of him. He knew he was the strongest. He didn’t need to prove or flaunt that fact. All he had to do was kill his opponents. If he hadn’t been so cocky he could have avoided such a tight situation that had led him to use such a drastic and devastating attack as defence. 

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Once again Yoshirou’s strikes connect but sadly they yielded no results. He knew that the attacks would not cut the Arrancar but he hoped that the surprise and force behind the slashes would break his stance. Just enough to give Metabee more time but without so much as a grunt, Monk relentlessly pursues. Instead it only warned the Arrancar of his approach. Even still Meta skillfully manages to but some distance between them. Without much choice the Commander dons his Vizard mask as the high stakes get even riskier.

 

Firing a double cero, Metabee uses the force behind the blast to widen the gap. As if mocking the Commander’s attempts the Hollow slices the cero in half with the Shinigami’s own Zanpakuto. The sword easily splits the cero in two sending it screeching by barely missing its target.

 

Stepping in the projectiles path Yoshi’s Zanpakuto devours the half that was nearest to him. Composed and undeterred Yoshirou was now less than twenty yards from the Arrancar, who was ensnared by Meta’s kido. The kido was powerful enough to force Monk to drop the stolen Zanpakuto. The beast raged on using raw strength to fight back the Bakudo, though even for him it took some time. The Kido Commander had created an opening and now it was the Noble’s turn to act.

 

Seeing the sword hit the ground Yoshirou immediately takes action. Pointing his left index finger at the Zanpakuto he releases built up energy in the form of an extremely low level kido, Sho. Despite being the lowest level Hado one could use, it was perfect for this situation. By increasing its output with more energy, Yoshi was able to further separate the Hollow from Meta’s weapon. The Zanpakuto flipped, end over end, towards Metabee as if longing for its original owner- to be in the comfort of familiar hands so that together they may seek retribution in the form of blood. Monks filthy hands had defiled it even causing it to harm his master…unforgivable.

 

Doing what he could, Yoshirou was hopeful that the Zanpakuto was returned. But with no time to delay his full attention was once again set on the adversary before him. He was truly savage as his unbridled strength ripped and tore at the kido as he was nearly free. Yoshi was still behind Monk. With a golden opportunity before him quickly fading the Noble attacks. “Enso,” he yells as if it were a battle cry. Swinging his Zanpakuto, in a horizontal fashion, Yoshi unleashes a torrent of arcing energy. Swinging with such power and furry Yoshirou was stopped in his tracks yards away from Monk. With the increased speed and power contain in the strike from the devoured energy the chances of success was greatly enhanced.

 

Even if the Arrancar somehow managed to break free of the kido in time and strike the ground it would do very little to effect the enhanced skill. Unlike most projectiles the Enso isn’t a simple explosive attack. Its primary function is nearly identical to Bakudo and meant to bind and restrain its target. But unlike Bakudo its restraining power comes from the immense gravity accompanying it and not simple bondage, pinning its victims to the ground.

 

If the attack hit or missed Yoshirou would swing his sword back the other way releasing the remainder of absorb energy in Monks direction. “Rirsu,” he says shouting once again. The blast rockets forward, blocking any debris that would have hit him, until reaching its final destination. The Rirsu contained enough energy to be compared to a Gran Rey Cero making its explosion vast and violent. If it struck Monk while ensnared by Enso the blast would be devastating, as the explosion would be increased by almost one and a half times.

 

Fully understanding the severity of the situation Yoshirou retreats while taking to the sky. One of his weaknesses, that very few know, is that Yoshi cannot devour his own energy, forcing him to rely on shunpo and a small barrier to escape from taking collateral damage. Hopefully Metabee was a safe distance away though he to had ways to lessen the impact.

 

Though confident his attack would have some sort of effect, even if it was only secondary damage, Yoshi’s eyes remained locked on the battlefield; ready to reengage at a moments notice.

 

Spoiler

Kyushu (means Absorb/Devour)– Taking on the form or singularities Yoshirou’s Zanpakutos can absorb and devour, breaking down all forms of energy and matter, adding it to his power and defense reserves. The special ability of this is not how much they can devour but how fast they can do so. A passive ability.

Enso (means Circle) – Fires a blast of energy that encircles anything it touches and can stretch long enough to ensnare small groups at once. Most make the mistake of blocking the blast of energy, only to be trapped and encircled. Anything caught in its grip will be subdued by gravity, finding their bodies to heavily to move. This binding attack has the same power as a high level Bakudo when not enhanced by Kyushu and can explode on command.

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Rirsu (means Release) – Fires a blast of energy, from his Zanpakutos, that explodes upon contact. It either comes from the user or the energy absorbed by the swords.

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Metabee's Cero of that level would usually give his opponents at least some trouble but not Monk. The Arrancar simply cut through it and avoided any damage. Fortunately, this let the Captain get away but nonetheless he wasn't a fan of wasting energy. Meta's next actions played out to their favour as their opponent was now stuck in a high level Bakudo,'Not many can match him in terms of strength but the arrogance that comes from that may just become his downfall.'

In order to escape from the Bakudo, Monk finally dropped his Zanpakuto while ripping apart the Kido bit by bit. Yoshirou took action by using Sho on the Zanpakuto and sending it towards him while Metabee used a Hainawa to make sure he got it. Without wasting a single movement the Zanpakuto arrived in his hand and in a single swing it changed form with a burst of energy.

Yoshirou continued his offense and used two techniques, ones which he knew, and thought that if something would be able to break through such a hard Hierro then it was that kind of attack. In case Monk dodged both of them, the Captain waited for the aftermath of the impact. Furthermore, his current position was far enough from the damage of the attack. Metabee readied himself as a dust could flew up and in the next moment acted without any further delay.

The Captain stabbed his Zanpakuto into the ground and spoke,'Thousand blade border,' as countless sword pierced through the earth one by one in a straight line heading for Monk's legs. Next, Metabee made a sword in his left hand and threw it towards the same location. By the time the line of swords would reach Monk, the dust cloud would be gone and the Arrancar would be met with this attack. Two seconds later, no matter the result of the first attack, Metabee would appear as the line of swords disappeared.

The sword that he threw to warp dematerialised and the Captain launched a horizontal slash at the Arrancar stomach with his now increased strength thanks to his Hollow Mask. To finish off, Metabee did a backwards somersault and while he was in the middle of the flip in the air three greatswords appeared above his arms and were fired right at Monk. The weapons that he made were now much sturdier due to his Shikai and also he no longer needed physical contact to make them but they still had to be made close to him.

The small burns on his hands have healed and so did quite a few of the rock wounds but there were still a few left. Although individually they were not big, it was the amount that made it take longer to heal. All of them were healing at the same time though some faster than others which also helped to prevent even more blood loss which was crucial. Even though his wounds and limbs could be healed, there was no way to get back lost blood.

 

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Thousand blade border- Metabee channels his energy into the ground itself by stabbing his Zanpakuto in it. This creates a row of energy swords in a particular direction.

[passive]- Due to his Shikai, Metabee's range of creating weapons is extended to a small area surrounding him.

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Monks attack was devastating, once he was free of the Bakudo he clashed his fists with the ground with strength to rival one hundred hollow, maybe more and the kinetic energy is released as a dust cloud and rock and pebbles rocketing this way and that some bouncing of his Hierro like bullets making contact with a sheet of metal. The only downfall of this attack that Monk could see was that the airflow had shot a small cloud of dust around him, but if it had impaired his vision then anyone close to him would suffer the same consequences. 

 

However Monk hears a command from Yoshirou or perhaps a battle cry. Most likely an ability of his Zanpakuto and was not something Monk wanted to witness first hand. So using his position close to the ground he was about to dash off using a racing start. But before he can take one step. Something hit him, for a second Monk thought the world was about to stop. Suddenly though the small dust cloud surround Monk rushes to the ground, any remain pebbles bouncing stopped and Monk was forced flat onto his stomach. “WHAT IS THIS!” Monk yells though the force of the weight pushing down on him. It was like the world had been placed atop his shoulders and was pinning him to the ground. “I’m the strongest” Monk says cuffing his fists and fighting against the weight very slowly bringing himself to a single knee. Before...

 

The heat of a furnace surrounds Monk, not only heat, but fire, energy all being compressed onto him by the great force that was holding him down. Burning his Hierro like hot iron fresh from the forge and what remained of his skin felt as though it was melting. Desperation was driving him now. The original blast had ended dragging himself out from the crater that the explosion strengthened by the gravity had created he pulls himself to his feet and gasps, his Hierro no longer a pure white, but a dark grey, burnt and was like having a hot iron constantly pressed against his skin. 

 

But Monk had little time to recompose himself another command was heard from the other Shinigami. As Monk looked blades upon blades where sprouting from the ground like a weed, racing towards him. Growling at the lack of time he had to recover Monk leaped to his right out of the way of the incoming blades, then just like before a blade passes Monk by and the next second the Shinigami with the hollow Mask appears before him, already on the offence with a swing of his now released Zanpakuto, aiming for his stomach, which was the last area Monk wanted to take damage. Monk moves his left hand in front to take the frontal force of the blade, he didn’t have time for anything flashy or crazed and as the blade connects. Just like hot iron his Hierro gives way, cutting a gash into his arm. Then pulling away from Monk the Shinigami summons three large swords all poised to strike Monk. But he couldn’t risk taking any more damage, just as they begin there assault on Monk. He drives forward and underneath the swords and towards their creator. 

 

A Bala charging within his right hand, Monk uses the driving force of the dive and propels his right hand forwards towards the Shinigami. Even if the Shinigami retreat backwards Monk would let the Bala loose the it fired forwards. However if he could make contact with it as a close range blast it would be far more devastating. Whatever the outcome though. After the assault with the Bala Monk jumps back and several more times so that both Shinigami in front of him. 

 

“Aahhhhh” Monk sighs long and hard, the pain of his burnt Hierro still lingering. ‘I can’t keep this up. I’ll die’ Monk thinks. ‘Stop wasting time then, unleash the demon’ a voice whispers inside Monk head. ‘It’s time to stop hiding.....’ then Monk stance drops limp. His arms flopping to his sides and his legs looks as though they are about to give way underneath they’re owner. Then slowly raising his right hand he begins pulling away at what remained of the hood from his robe and as the last fibre drops away. So does the wooden mask that concealed his face and the remnants of his true mask. His face a half an half. Half his original hollow Mask remained covering the left side of his face a red gleaming eye shone from it. Monks ressurection had also extended the Mask to his mouth, no lips to be seen. But a white grin of hollow teeth. The right side of different and not so wild. A kind sky blue eye looking tired and worn squinted though the only part of him that showed the kindness he was had was fading. A thin amount of white hair remained on Monks scalp falling around his head. 

 

Once the wooden mask hits the floor Monk stance has chanced. His legs bent lightly, but his arms still hung loose. The blood slowly dripping down his left arm. “I can’t lose” a burst of spiritual pressure begins charging in Monks left hand. Which he had cuffed, a Cero was charging within his hand the blood of an arrancar mixing with it. He energy was trying to push his palm open, like holding a hot bulb. But he wasn’t ready. Monk continues to pour a little more energy into it. Before his eyes fixated on his true target. Yoshirou. 

 

For Monk now hangs his left arm loose as if damaged he runs along the ground picking up speed. Before bending both knees he jumps towards Yoshirou and enhancing it with a Sonido, Monk appears close to Yoshirou and starts his right fist at his hip he drives it forwards Yoshirou mimicking a Ikkotsu. But it was a bluff, hoping Yoshirou would swing for Monks hand he would retract it before it gets in harms way and brace his left hand and open his palm, aiming at Yoshirou. Revealing a ball of red and orange like a compact ball of fire. Monks Gran Rey Cero. He had never fired a successful one. But this time he was prepared, it was his intention and he was strong enough. Before the initial blast the ball convulses them instead of it been a direct long beam. It was wide and even though Monk had braced himself knocked him back severally. Monk needed this attack to work to bring the battle back to somewhere near even. 

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Yoshirou felt relieved seeing his Advisor once again in possession of his own Zanpakuto. Reuniting him with it may only seem like a small feat but in this fight against an Espada class Arrancar it was anything but. Although Yoshi could not yet confirm if Monk was an Espada he was positive he would rank in the top three. Or at least he hoped. If an Arrancar this strong was further down on that list then not just the Soul Society but every realm would be in trouble.

 

The Noble knew for certain that his Enso attack struck its mark. It was certainly encouraging but the best part about it was that with Monk successfully restricted it was guaranteed that his second attack would also land.  Yoshi looked down from the sky like a god does its people. The village was no longer recognizable as it now looked more like a warzone. It was a given that ‘if’ he survived this encounter Yoshirou would help these people restore their homes. But without a single survivor what was the point. Perhaps it would just be better to make it into a memorial in memory of the dead. “No, what do I mean ‘if’. Even if I die I will find a way to bring that monster down with me. I just pray that at least Metabee survives,'' he thinks. 

 

Even though he knew both attacks hit Monk, an unease feeling came over him. Immediately the raging beast leaps out of the fire dodging Metabee’s attack best he could. While not a fatal blow it was obvious that Hollow took damage. His pure white hierro was now tarnished resembling an ashy grey color.

 

The quick exchange between Metabee and Monk was over. Once again Monk stood, damaged and bleeding but unwavering, before the death gods before him. With fires burning all around it truly looked like a scene from Hell. It’s been quite some time since the Soul Society was last attacked but some images are never forgotten. With so much death and destruction the only silver lining was that so far they’ve been able to contain the damages to just this area… but for how long?

 

With the majority of the Arrancar’s robe tattered and burned the remaining threads fall to the ground along with his fractured mask. It was the first time they looked upon Monk’s true demonic form but it was something neither of them would ever forget. For how could they? His presence alone was enough to kill lesser beings.

 

For a moment the Hollow remained still just looking. It was as if he was plotting, scheming but scheme as he might he still had a disadvantage that he would have to overcome. In the next moment Yoshirou could feel the build up of energy, as their opponent seems ready to continue to the third act of this fight. If felt similar to Metabee’s bow attack but slightly denser and darker in nature. Yoshi felt the rapid climb in energy and knew that he had to get Monk to target him with the attack. Otherwise it’d be a wasted opportunity letting an attack as powerful as an enhanced Rirsu slip by.

 

“Monk…” starts Yoshirou but is immediately interrupted by his sudden movement. The madman had already chosen his target so provoking him now was pointless. Either way it worked out since he was in the Hollow’s crosshairs. Yoshirou was surprised that Monk charged him instead of just firing the attack like most would do. It didn’t rattle him though, he was fully confident with the high grounds and was usually uncontested in air superiority. Unlike nearly all others Yoshirou’s maneuverability was greater in the sky than on the ground, thanks to his innate abilities.

 

Yoshirou swings his sword launching another Rirsu though less powerful than before. It was meaningless though as Monk used his powerful legs to propel him into the sky causing the attack to simply impact the ground. Increasing his speed with sonido Monk’s hulking form appears in front of him. They were both masters in there own craft, Monk Hakuda and Yoshirou Zanjutsu. But where one relied more on brute strength and overwhelming power the other’s forte was a culmination of *footwork, skill and technique, well in this case *air work.

 

Instinctively side steeping to the left again, Monk’s right, Yoshirou swings his Zanpakuto from left to right. He slashed with a zanjutsu strike equally as powerful to counter the incoming punch from a weak point. Halfway through he notices the punch was a faint. Perhaps in was already planned or perhaps the Arrancar was getting used to his fighting style, the answer was unknown. What he did know was that Monk’s fighting tactics were changing even if it was minor. It meant we was adapting to the situation, which made him more dangerous with each passing moment.

 

Bracing his hand while shifting towards Yoshirou, Monk starts to launch a Gran Rey Cero at point blank range. Never once stopping his horizontal slash the Arrancar’s hand is instantly met with resistance from Kosumosu. Sadly for the Hollow his attack was nearly instantly devoured. The initial blast had just enough force to push Monk back so that his fingers weren’t also cut and devoured before dissipating. Yoshirou didn’t stop there, acting immediately hoping that the sudden turn of events surprised his opponent. Returning the entirety of the consumed energy he unleashes his next attack with tremendous force.

 

Without a word, to hopefully further bewilder Monk, Yoshirou increases gravity increasing its efficiency with Kaju no Sekai. It was an attack that was stronger the smaller the radius but with energy to spare he increases the radius to fifty yards just incase. If hit, the attack would have bone crushing force even able to cause it hard to breath and suffocation a viable possibility, sending his adversary rocketing towards the ground. Yoshirou would follow pursuit with his sword piercing outward. Although not effected by the technique Yoshi would increase his own gravity, plummeting right behind Monk.

 

Those caught in the attack might feel as if an eternity passed by when in actuality the two would hit the ground as fast as lightning giving off a thunderous applause. If Monk some how escaped the fall Yoshirou would attempt to maintain the high grounds.

 

In the off chance Monk was able to evade Kaju no Sekai, Yoshirou unsheathes his second Zanpakuto again. One thing that made him deadly was his proficient ability to constantly change his sword style; keeping those he crosses swords with guessing unable to fully predict his next move. With his left sword crossed his body Yoshirou flies in, using shunpo if the gap was wide, slashing to the left simultaneously thrusting his right sword forward. The slash was aimed at Monk's waist line while the piercing attack was aimed for center mass. He needed to keep the pressure up on his injured opponent forcing him to make more mistakes that would end this battle in their favor. 

 

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Shikai Special Ability: Gravity Manipulation - Yoshirou possesses the ability to mentally manipulate gravitons enabling him to control gravity. He can manipulate gravitons and anti-gravitons surrounding any object, or person including himself, thus increasing or decreasing the effect of gravity on them, within his range of influence, which can increase through Kyushu. If his Zanpakutos are sealed he must be touching said object in order to manipulate it and as soon as Yoshirou breaks contact all effects revert back to normal. 

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Kyushu (means Absorb/Devour)– Taking on the form or singularities Yoshirou’s Zanpakutos can absorb and devour, breaking down all forms of energy and matter, adding it to his power and defense reserves. The special ability of this is not how much they can devour but how fast they can do so. A passive ability.

**Enhanced** Kaju no Sekai (means Weighted Worlds) – The amount of gravity explodes upwards-multiplying many, many times over. The exact amount of force can be alter along with the range and duration, though it normally only last 2 seconds. Yoshirou has also been known to use this attack as a shield, deploying it around him, being at its epicenter. Any caught in it would find themselves severely slowed and weaker opponents unable to move at all.

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Thanks to his Bakudo, Yoshirou was able to unleash his techniques on the Arrancar and both were a success, even taking their opponent by surprise. With the Noble devouring any spare energy from their attacks this would make his techniques even stronger. The impact was big and surely even Monk should have been hurt by that one and if not then they really might be in trouble.

Metabee chose this moment to attack and once there he saw the result the attack had on Monk. He took a lot of damage but that only seemed to be his Hierro. There was still no sign of blood. He really was a hard opponent. Not even Espada's of the highest rank had this hard Hierro. It almost made him invincible. However, the fight had to go on. With his next attack the Captain's Zanpakuto connected with Monk's left hand and to his surprise a wound appeared, along with blood. This would be the first blood that the Arrancar has shed. Clearly, Yoshirou's techniques greatly weakened his Hierro so no their attacks should have better results, or so he hoped.

Metabee then backed away while attacking simultaneously but Monk chose to charge straight at him with energy charged in his hand, which was likely a Bala since it was smaller than a Cero. He could dodge it but that means that his opponent would fire it. The Captain had to think fast on what to do. In the end, he decided to take a risk. A big risk. Just before he landed, Metabee focused energy into his legs and landed with a stomp causing greatswords to emerge from the ground which would impale Monk in his stomach and chest if he were to go through with his attack. Metabee knew he wouldn't easily back down even if it meant taking damage.

The Captain covered his body in a barrier and with his left arm punched for Monk's right arm that was charge with the Bala. Right before their first met, a blue ball of Seki appeared in front of Metabee's fist which he put in more energy into to make it more effective. His goal here was to create a 'controlled' explosion and redirect most of it at Monk. Of course, taking damage was inevitable but making the Arrancar take the brunt of the attack would make him most satisfied and it would help them. To his analysis, it seemed that Monk sacrificed a lot for his Hierro and that included his healing abilities. Therefore, the more they could damage him the faster the battle would be over.

Their fists connected and the energy exploded. Metabee was pushed back several metres from the collision. The rock wounds he had previously received have been healed but now he had many new ones. Despite the barrier his body received quite a few burns as his shirt was now in tatters. Luckily, the mask protected his face from any damage but it too was a bit charred here and there. However, his left arm was the worst of all. It was fully burned from fingertips to shoulder and immense pain swept over him as he could feel that his bones were broken from his hand up to his elbow. His healing instantly kicked in but this time it really will take a good while to heal it. With his estimation, by the time his mask runs out his arm should be fixed, as long as it isn't further damaged.

Monk also backed away after this exchange but something went weird because he just stood there lifelessly as if there was no one inside,'Did he malfunction?' After a moment the Arrancar made his movement as he reached for his hood and pulled down what remained of it and then removed his mask, revealing his true face. In honesty, not much of his face could be seen but without a doubt he had a human face just like them and yet there were such big differences between them. Both Metabee and Yoshirou knew tragedy in their lives but they didn't become like Monk. Why was that so? Were they stronger in the fact they they kept their sanity? That they were able to still have hope and show kindness? He didn't know.

Once again, the Arrancar began charging energy in his hand but it felt much different. Metabee knew since he was familliar with Hollow techniques. Monk turned towards Yoshirou, who was in the air, and leaped towards him. However, Monk first launched a punch which the Noble tried to counter but it was a trap and the energy in his left hand was released. A Gran Rey Cero. At a point blank range, this attack was easily capable of killing someone but thankfully it was launched at Yoshirou who could devour all kinds of energy in just a single moment. Even Metabee was scared there for a moment.

Just after the attack was released Metabee swung his Zanpakuto and released a big wave of purple energy which split into 10 smaller waves which all headed straight at Monk but obviously there wasn't enough space for all of them to hit but at elast they covered a big range if he was to move. The Arrancar was pushed back by his own attack which pushed him towards Metabee's attack. Since his focus was on Yoshirou, the Captain hoped he wouldn't have predicted this attack.

Assuming that the Noble's attack hit, it seemed that he greatly increased the gravity in the air to send Monk crashing into the ground, something that Metabee experienced in their first spar, but this time they were high enough for him not to be affected. When Monk hit the ground the Captain wouldn't dawdle and put out his right hand as lightning gathered around it before being fired off as the Kido known as Raikoho. If Monk was not hit by the gravity change Metabee would still use the same Kido except that it would be aimed at the air and not the ground since the Arrancar's location would be different.

For the time being Metabee preferred to be at a distance from Monk because he knew that their opponent would take advantage of his broken arm. This seemed to be a recurring pattern as the Captain went in, got injured and backed off, only to go and get injured again once he healed. However, this was to be expected as he was more of a close ranged fighter so wounds were something that was unavoidable.

 

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Dark Storm- Metabee swings his sword to release a single big wave of energy which quickly splits into 10 smaller waves which prioritises range over damage but at his level even a single smaller wave can deal a decent amount of damage, especially if hit by a few of them. (Against a single opponent 3 or 4 will always miss)

 

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The clash with the unnamed Shinigami did not go the way Monk had anticipated. He had wanted to use the Bala to scare him off more than anything. But the Shinigami attempted to counter with a ball of energy and three swords that had sprouted from the ground. But Monk attacks where no joke. So Monk pushed on, fighting against the swords they great more wounds in his chest. But his recklessness had paid off. The attack makes contact with the Shinigami. But Monk did not stick around to check what damage it had created. However there was more to it than that, although Monks attack had connected, a good amount of the energy had been propelled back at him, instead of a burnt grey, his right hand had been crisped to a black, the heat was beginning to numb, but only because of the pain. 

 

And just seconds before Monk had launched his attack on Yoshirou he was positive the Shinigami has spoken his name, but in the mist of a fight it was pointless. This battle was beyond words now. Only action mattered and so after Monk fainted punch the Gran Ray Cero is released, point blank. Yoshirou may be able to lessen the damage as he was swinging his sword. But Monk was confident this would be a truly devastating attack, but it wasn’t to be. Once the Cero had fired, it begins to converge on a single point Yoshirous sword, which thanks to the force of Monks attack had narrowly missed his hand, in seconds the great attack Monk had prepared was gone. As if it had never been made. “No....” Monk says quietly destroyed by the fact his desperate attack, such a powerful attack. Now was all for nothing. 

 

Before Monk could then even think about backing off from his opponents. He is sent rocketing down towards the ground. ‘This isn’t just weight any more’ the Shinigami had clearly released his Zanpakuto. ‘It gravity’ it explained the force that had pinned him moment ago. But this was on a different level and it wasn’t all, on his way down Monk can see ten small purple waves of energy, which he had no way of dodging while the gravity was forcing him downward. So unable to manoeuvre out of the way, Monk takes 5 of the waves head on. One hitting the side of his Mask, two on his torso, one on his leg and another on his left arm, them he crunched into the ground. Had he been human or Shinigami Monk imagined all his bones would be crushed, but his Hierro had taken the brunt of the force. Then a second later, the force of the gravity stops and Monk turns his head to look for his opponents and Yoshirou was coming right for him from above and in front of him the unknown Shinigami firing another Kido, who at a glance appeared to be more injured than Monk had thought he would be fro, their clash earlier on. 

 

But Monk could not afford to keep taking hit, if this continued even his Heirro would be slowly punished into submission. However Monk decided that Yoshirou’s blade was the most important to avoid. Monk pushes on his hands in a handstand then springs forward, avoid Yoshirou’s blade and by luck not skill the lightning based Kido passes below Monk, now heading towards Yoshirou. 

 

When Monk eventually lands closer to the unnamed Shinigami, he bends a knee bring himself lower to the ground. Then clawing his right hand Monk digs it into the ground and rips it up, sending dust, dirt, pebbles and rock towards the Shinigami. Then turning his attention back to Yoshirou. Monk springs up from his bent position and the jump position him above Yoshirou. Bending his right leg, Monk locks it by grabbing it with his right hand. Tensing his muscles to the point of pulling even his muscles, which wouldn’t effect him to badly as long as adrenaline was still pumping though his veins. He uses what is essentially an enhanced version of Oni Dekopin. Something Monk had figured he could pull of with his monster strength and since Yoshirou had absorbed his Gran Ray Cero. Energy based attacks seemed pointless. So he would have to reply on physical and kinetic, then after the Oni Dekopin Monk would fire a Bala at the ground to hopefully blind Yoshirou with dust. If only for a second it would give him more reaction time. And what was this Monk could taste.....blood? ‘That’s not possible ‘ Monk continues to believe.

 

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The attack was successful as the gravity forced Monk helplessly to the ground. There was little he could do in his rapid descent; taking further damage from Meta’s attack was well as from the impact with the ground. Had his defenses been just a little bit weaker the combo attack would have been a death sentence. However Monk was an elite ranked Espada and would not be done in so easily.

 

With no time to think Monk’s impulse takeover enabling him to not only dodge Yoshirou’s attack but the Commander’s as well. “Not a chance,” Yoshirou thinks redirecting his sword into the path of the kido. Again Kosumosu consumed the spiritual energy in the blink of the eye.  If the Arrancar wasn’t sure of it before he was sure of it now. Energy attacks would prove ineffective against the Noble unless his movement was restrained or if he was struck from his blindside.

 

With the Hollow engaged with Metabee Yoshirou stored the energy for now. Since his release he has managed to avoid major damage was well as devour a substantial amount of energy. Although he as released the majority of it, with that last attack Yoshirou was once again at a surplus. This ability helped keep him in fights longer without devastating his stamina.

 

Using his strength to keep Metabee distracted Monk once again targets Yoshirou. Jumping into the air the Arrancar uses a version of a move that Yoshirou has never seen before. Raising his Zanpakuto horizontally he prepares to block and devour whatever may come his way. Much to Yoshi’s surprise Monk doesn’t land a physical kick nor does he shoot out an energy blast. Instead he uses kinetic energy in desperation to reach the Shinigami.

 

“What the…” says Yoshirou just before being struck with enough force to launch him into the distance. Instinctively he was able to take a partial step to the right just before being hit. He also managed to protect his face but the force from the attack was still tremendous. Had the surrounding buildings not been weakened or destroyed who knows how much damage he could have suffered. After about a hundred yards or so Yoshirou was able to focus enough to stop himself using his innate abilities.

 

Hovering roughly five feet off the ground it was obvious the attack was successful. Yoshi’s left collarbone was broken causing him to bleed down his chest. Worse he knew three of his ribs on the left side were fractured but luckily his lungs weren’t pierced. Taking a deep breath Yoshirou exhales, spitting blood off to the side. “The fucker finally figured out a weakness, lucky guess,” he thinks to himself. The distance was two great for either one of them to close it instantly and an attack from this range would be wasted energy. Coming to such a conclusion Yoshirou chooses to use the energy collect from Meta’s kido to help speed up his healing. The surplus of power was able to mend his fractures but his collarbone would take longer to completely heal.

 

Yoshirou’s eyes remained locked on Monk like they were unable to move. He knew that he was the Arrancar’s target. Using that to his advantage Yoshi stays put letting Monk come to him, gathering energy in the mean time. If Monk does start heading for the Noble then Yoshirou would, use the time it takes him to cross, preparing for what he hoped to be the final showdown…

 

If Monk chose to reengage Metabee for some reason, then Yoshirou would fly towards them closing the gap as fast as he could while still healing himself. The distance being to great for him to immediately cross Yoshirou once again had to leave it up to his comrade.

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Metabee's and Monk's clash continued as the Arrancar charged fearlessly at him despite the counter he made. It was something that he expected and the Captain decided to go through with this plan with that in mind. As their opponent got nearer he was met with Meta's blades with further damaged his Hierro. Any normal person would want to avoid being impaled but not Monk. No matter what got in his way he would continue until he achieves what he desires. Their fists met and an explosion ocurred. Metabee was happy that it paid off since Monk also took damage, particularly to his right hand but this did not lessen the Captain's pain. It could be seen as a somewhat equal exchange but it was clear that he was the one who took more damage.

As Monk was sent flying down, the Arrancar was defenseless and got hit my Metabee's next attack. With all the damage that he was recently taking it would seem that Monk too was becoming more tired as the fight went on but his big stamina would still let him keep going for a long while. The best one out of all of them was Yoshirou who could devour energy to replenish his own.

The Arrancar hit the ground which created a small crater and Yoshirou continued his attack. Surely, the battle was not over yet but it seemed like the final stages where beginning. Their opponent then avoided taking a nap and doged both of their attacks but the Noble did not let the energy go to waste as it was devoured once again. It was a shame he was taking it and Metabee got nothing back out of it but it was for the better. After Monk's dodge he was now closer to Metabee but it still seemed that he had no intention of engaging him unless it was the Captain who got in close.

Their opponent dug his hand into the ground and ripped it up to send dust and rocks at him. The first time he got Metabee by suprise but where he could see it coming from suck a distance it would be no problem. The Captain made a rectangular barrier like a mirror to block the rocks. There was a lot of them but they broke upon contact with the barrier however because of Monk's strength even such a thing as rocks left many cracks in his barrier. With the dust reducing his visibility he prepared himself for Monk's charge at him but the Arrancar was long gone and was high up in the air holding his leg before dropping and hitting Yoshirou.

The Noble was caught off guard by this attack and was hit causing him to fly a good distance away as if he was launched from a catapult. Now Monk was closer to Metabee than Yoshirou so what would he do? Would he finally come at him or charge at Yoshirou? It was hard to tell. The Noble was his real target while the Captain was seen as nothing more than a nuisance.

The lesser burns on his body had healed and his arm had healed up to his wrist as Metabee made a fist which caused even more stinging pain. The burns on his left arm were healing much slower than they usually would. This was because his body was prioritising the regeneration of bone rather than skin tissue. You can fight with burns but not with a broken bone after all.

However, Metabee would not be standing idly and let Monk have the first move. If the Arrancar was going to charge at him he would retaliate before he got close enough. The Captain swung his Zanpakuto, unleashing a strong wave of energy,'Hado#78 Zangerin.' Just a moment later as the Arrancar would have to deal with the attack, Metabee raised his left arm as a single long white square rod appeared in his hand and threw it at Monk which caused it to split into 100,'Bakudo#62 Hyapporankan.' Doing so caused him quite a lot of pain but it would not cause his bones to be damaged any further unlike letting the Arrancar get in close. This would also give some time for Yoshirou to close the distance if that were the case.

If Monk charged at Yoshirou then Metabee would wait until he was closer to the Noble's range. When that would happen, the Captain would stab his Zanpakuto into the ground and raise his right hand,'Bakudo#63 Saju Sabaku.' As he closed his palm into a fist, a yellow rope would attempt to bind the Arrancar in place. The Captain would then follow up with a Jugeki Byakurai in an attempt to further pierce Monk's Hierro. As it was an enhanced version of a low level Kido, the energy required to use it was much less than that of a high level Kido but the damage it was capable of doing was no joke.

 

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As Monk released his deceptive and destructive attack on Yoshirou. It was clear from the get go he had not been expecting something like this, as Yoshirou prepares a guard with his Zanpakuto the kinetic force is blasted towards him. It was last second, but Yoshirou was able to make a last ditch attempt to get out of the blast radius, but it was too late. Monk watches as the Shinigami is knocked a great distance away, having taken almost the full force of the attack. 

 

Once Monk sees his enemies wounds from the attack, Monk straighten himself up feeling the strain in his left leg after pushing myself for that attack he puts more weight on his right foot. standing now on and equal level with Yoshirou. He watches his opponent. His left side looked greatly damaged, not all of it was surface as was expected with Monks attack. Blunt attacks often inflicted internal damage. However there was blood. 

 

Then after a Monk realises the battle has paused. He was stood observing his main opponents, who in turn was staring him down. A quick glance behind him, confirmed that the other Shinigami was waiting to see what Monk did. It seemed as thought they had figured out who the target was and that Yoshirou. “I can’t lose this Yoshriou Kyōraku. I have to much riding on it. My freedom, my life. You will not walk away from this battle” Monk says taking a single step forward. “I have spent my entire life, avoiding the blades of Shinigami and taking their life as payment for both mine and hollows torment. Yours is no different” for a moment the world was being blocked out. Only Monk and Yoshirou stood there. 

 

For years Monk had thought he was free. Killing who he liked, sparing who he liked and doing whatever whim crossed his mind. Had this clueless Shinigami, who claimed he didn’t know him, really have anything to do with it. Then Monk mind thinks back to the Phantom works. He had come to Monk, told him of this Yoshirou. Proposed action and now here Monk was. Facing the Shinigami who had supposedly been controlling him. ‘They’re in league with one another’ a voice whispers inside Monks head. ‘They are the same person’ another one screams. “It’s just one Shinigami!” Monk screams. ‘Deception, trickery.’ More works rush though Monks head, pointing him towards a truth he didn’t want to believe. “Phantom! Where are you? I’ll kill you now too. Kill you both. Kill you all.” Monk flashes a glare at the other Shinigami. “I’ll kill all of the Shinigami and set myself free” crazed eye become fixated on Yoshirou and his charge begins. Leaping in bounds towards Yoshirou he wanted to make his approach look obvious as he bit the tip of his tongue. He wasn’t aware how demanding this would be on his body. But he had to risk it, drawing a speck of blood on the end of his tongue he begin to change energy. 

 

Upon getting closer to Yoshirou. Monk hears an incantation. Forcing him to remember about the other Shinigami, to which Monk spins around and screams. “Stay out of this” a second later Monk spots the binding Kido and sacrifices his left arm, throwing it into the yellow glowing rope, it wraps itself around Monks left arm, restricting its movement. His left arm was now locked in a extended position, after that a thin red beam of energy is shot towards him and was already losing precious seconds for his assault on Yoshirou. So using Sonido, Monk positions himself behind Yoshirou, forcing him to deal with the red beam instead.

 

Now that Monks left arm was out of action having being bound by a Kido Monks originally plan was out of the question. Never the less Monk swung his right arm from his left to right. Hoping to block Yoshirous blade, not on the blade, but at his opponents wrist. Hopefully if this worked. Monk would focus all the energy he had and create it into a Cero on the tip of his tongue, mixing with the blood would create a second Gran Ray Cero. Which would undoubtedly damage him, but if it was unpredicted and not absorbed by Yoshirou it would cause great damage. Upon the release of the Gran Ray Cero. Due to the position of it in his mouth, it knocks Monk back far more severely than before. Kicking Monks head back with some force it knocks him off balance, all he could do now was pray his attack worked. 

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Yoshirou watched Monk look to the opponent at his back, most likely frustrated by his presence. He didn’t mind the delay as he used the time to further gather energy, partially for healing and partially for something else... Yoshi’s accelerated healing was just that. With the expenditure of energy he could heal the majority of his wounds far faster than the average Shinigami. However, it was a far cry from a Hollows’ or Vizards’ regeneration, which could regrow limbs.

 

Monk then addresses Yoshirou. With his mask gone he watched his lips move… if you could still call them that. Whatever they were the words that came from them were addressed to the Noble. “You can and you will,” Yoshi says straightening out his posture best he currently could. “Listen, do you honestly think that you are the only one to every tell me of my demise?”

 

Whether he heard the words or not Monk stepped forward and spoke again. The two spoke as if nothing or no one else was there. They both knew that one of them had to die for it to all to be over. Though no matter which side won questions would undoubtedly remain. Yoshirou listened to the remainder of what he had to say but they were nothing but the words of a madman.

 

“You are right. It is our fault as Shinigami’s… but not in the way that you think. As Death Gods, had we been better vigilant we could have preformed a Konso on you as a spirit or perhaps stopped the Hollow that made you its brethren.” Pausing for a brief moment Yoshirou continues. “It saddens me to no end thinking about what could have been. Imagine all the good having you around as a fellow Captain would have been over the countless years, you’re packed full of potential… but such thoughts are… well only wasted energy. We are in the here and now and you must die,” he states pointing his Zanpakuto at Monk provokingly. “Not because you threaten me but for your crimes against all those innocents you so casually executed.”

 

Monk then spouts a few more words before charging the Noble once again. Only making in part of the way, the Arrancar was targeted by the Kido Commander giving Yoshirou more time to gather energy. Monk sacrifices his arm so that the movement of his entire body is not lost. Metabee using an enhanced Byakurai further targets him but Monk used sonido easily evading the beam. The kido flies harmlessly of into the distance dissipating after a few seconds.

 

As Monk appears behind him Yoshirou couldn’t help but smile. He didn’t even have to rely on sensing the Hollow nor the energy he was gathering to predict where he was going. Yoshi would have been more surprised had Monk attacked from above or continued with a frontal assault but he stuck with the rear attack. “Foolish!” he replied with a mixture of disappointment and anger in his voice.

 

“Devour…” In the very next instant everything changes. Yoshirou release all the remaining gathered energy at once.  An indescribable weight so immense affects everything within a radius of about a hundred and twenty yards, as if the heavens themselves were falling down. Be it a building, friend, or foe everything in range, that had a different spiritual signature than Yoshirou, was effected. “Bankai,” he states unleashing his second release. It had been quite sometime since he has gotten to do so. Although his Bankai is extremely powerful in its own right it had a few setbacks. One being the collateral damage that was caused upon its release which was by no means a laughing matter; the second was its incompatibility to fight in a group during its initial release. The only reason he could use it now was the fact that Monk had destroyed or killed everyone and Metabee was over the minimal distance away or he too would be caught in the crater. All was not lost though, after a few minutes Yoshirou could cancel the releases initial effect allowing any comrade to safely join him.

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In this state Yoshirou’s long hair turns from blue-black to completely black that is void of any color. His entire outfit is also pitch black and is created from his Zanpakuto, which looks as if it is composed of pure reishi. While in bankai Akemi Kosumosu returns to one body and takes on the form of a shadowy double bladed sword, though it can still change shape. There are also 8 small black singularities, which can expand, that encircle Yoshirou, boosting his defense and attack power. Furthermore, Yoshirou can mentally control these orbs as well as reshape them.

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The battle ridden Arrancar would feel every bit of Yoshirou’s enhanced release. The force was enough to make a non-battle worn Monk falter so in his injured state the effects could be cataclysmic. Even if the Arrancar powers through it, punching at Yoshirou it would be blocked by a barrier created from the initial bankai release. Furthermore the cero would prove very ineffective, as Yoshi’s entire outfit is now made from his Zanpakutos, capable of devouring it if need be. In his Bankai state any and all energy based attacks are meaningless. Even attacks that were utilized through spiritual pressure were futile now.

 

With his defenses neigh impenetrable the Noble’s only notable weakness was through physical attacks. In other words his weakness was his opponents strong point. Even still Yoshirou currently held the advantage, which Metabee help create.

 

Whether or not Monk was able to launch his last attacks, Yoshirou didn’t slow down in the slightest. Facing the Hollow, Yoshi stepped forward while swing down with his newly reshaped Zanpakuto. Attacking with a diagonal overhead slash he aimed for the neck on Monk’s restricted side. The speed and force was incomparable to before- that coupled with the increased gravity would make dodging almost impossible, putting Monk in peril.

 

If blocked Yoshirou would simply use the might of gravity, threw the blade, forcing the blade upon the Arrancar, hopefully slashing into his body. As Monk pushed back Yoshi would then redirect the momentum of his sword slashing up diagonally from the bottom. The show of force was meant to be a ruse in order to land a more server attack beneath his adversary’s defenses. All the while he was attacking Yoshirou scattered five of the orbs in an attempt to surround Monk while he was distracted; doing so would certainly bring about the end game. 

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For a brief moment all three of them came to a stop in their locations and didn't move. Monk then started talking and his main focus was still Yoshirou. One might take it as the rambling of a madman but there surely was a reason for his madness. They didn't know if he was always like this or if he was becoming more unstable as the fight went on. Eventually, the Arrancar spoke to Metabee but the contents showed that he still didn't acknowledge him. To Monk Metabee was just another ant that had to be crushed. Even so if that were to happen would that really solve anything?

The Captain spoke,'Even if you kill all Shinigami, what will that really change? It might bring you satisfaction but your own bretheren will still be hostile towards you and so will the other races like Quincies and Fullbringers, perhaps even the Sinners of Hell will be after you because of your deeds. So, even if the Shinigami are gone, will your life really change?' He didn't want to change his opponent's mind, it was far too late for that. He just wanted to know the answer to that because it was the most probable occurrence. The only solution would be to kill everyone and for Monk to be the last person standing, but then what would be left?

Getting an answer or not the fight would continue as Monk would charge towards Yoshirou. Metabee launched some Kido to give the Noble an advantage and to his surprise the Arrancar screamed at him to stay out of this. He was getting desperate. In the beginning, he understimated them both but now after being stuck in combat with them for some time he finally understood that the two of them were in fact a threat to him.

The Bakudo was partially successful as it at least binded one of his arm but the Hado was completely dodged. At this distance it was very easy to dodge long ranged attacks so if he wanted to contribute Metabee would have to get closer to them. He was about to run towards them but he felt the Noble increasing his Spiritual Pressure as he released his Bankai. It was the first time he had seen it so he was quite impressed. He was right not to come closer as a very wide area was now affected by a large increase in gravity as the environment was being crushed,'I see. I'll leave it to you.'

Even if Metabee used his Bankai he would not be able to beat Yoshirou. There was just a too big advantage for him as even his strongest attack was energy based. It was not something that could ever be overcome since thats just how their Zanpakuto were,'What a troublesome opponent.' However, Monk relied more on his physical strength rather than energy attacks so the Captain could only watch how this would turn out. Meanwhile, his wounds kept healing as his bones were now healed up to half of his forearm and he could feel his strength coming back to his arm. Concerning the burns on his arms they were healed by about 25% and they probably wouldn't fully heal by the time his mask ran out.

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The pause in the fight had been long, long enough for all participants to exchange words. Yoshirou saying that if by some chance Shinigami’s had gotten to him first he could have been a Shinigami himself even a captain. But now and as a hollow the very idea disgusted him and he stated that Monk should die for the innocent lives he had taken. But they weren’t innocent. Future Shinigami’s are just a guilty as present ones. 

The unknown Shinigami even shares a few words suggesting killing Shinigami would not bring about the peace Monk wanted. That if Monk succeeded on more death would follow. But it wasn’t just Shinigami’s as beings. It was what they could happen upon Monks death that was brought along by Shinigami. Death by any other race would be safe. But not Shinigami’s. But Monk refused to tell the Shinigami’s anymore, he would not lose. 

Monk knew how reckless his attack was with his left arm restricted, half his defence was down because of it. However it was Monks hope that this would put his opponents at ease make him underestimated Monk. But Monk soon found out that he was the one who had misread his opponents. Upon a single word been spoken the weight of a thousand worlds begins pushing down on Monk. He was now aware of Yoshirou’s abilities, but this was on another scale, Monk faint punch is driven down and crashes with the ground, if not for his Hierro he was sure all his fingers would have broken upon impact and the weight continued to force him to his knees. But Monk refused to go lower.

This was his opponent Bankai. A transformation took place in front of Monk. His opponent took a form that almost looked as though it absorbed all light. It was black, pitch black and the blade that his opponent held looked much more sinister. Like it was made to kill and nothing more and there was more 8 small orbs surrounded his opponents. Monk couldn’t be sure what they were, but he guessed they would have similar effects to Yoshirou weapon and now that sinister blade swung towards Monk.

After a single step Yoshirou swung down the blade and Monk could only watch in fear as he saw his imminent death racing towards him. ‘I thought I could win. My end is this, on my knees, in front of a Shinigami’ time seemed to slow as death drew closer. ‘I can’t even say I’ve had a good life, it’s only been a never ending struggle and what’s it all been for’ Monk was about to close his eyes an fire raging within him like nothing before. It was his fire. Monk stares down the blade for a second, then his opponent. Firing the Gran Ray Cero in his mouth it knocks Monk backwards, which had at least served a purpose as it was instantly absorbed by his opponent Bankai. But it was not enough, the blade connects and runs into Monks neck with little effort as if his opponents spiritual pressure far exceeded his own. As the blade connects and Monk gasps in pain, he is forced to swallow blood, goosing from his neck a large gash was poring blood and Monk was drooling it all the same like a savage. 

Flat on his back Monk refused to give up, he pushes himself up on his elbows. His opponent had dealt a deadly blow. But Monk felt far from deaths door, all he wanted was Yoshirou dead and if that meant dying too. So be it. “Gōka” Monk spits, his voice muffled by the force of gravity. It had been many years since Monk had used this. Since he had removed his Mask. His secret weapon. Monk opens his mouth, a glow appearing at the back of his throat until flames are climbing out of his mouth, the force of the gravity forces the flames to the ground, but like larva they just crawl, covering Monk in a bed of flames and slowly creeping towards Yoshirou. It was Monks last defence in his desperate situation. 

Hopefully while Yoshirou was dealing with what in this situation would be a pathetic defence. Monks anger and rage powers him though the force of the gravity, brining him to a hunched, but stood up state. But the force of gravity was immeasurable, taking a single step backwards to him far to long, keeping his defence raised was impossible, his arms would just be forced down by the gravity. The only path left was forward. ‘Kill them all, kill them, kill him, kill Yoshirou Kyoraku’ Monk trudges forward. Though fire which would not effect him and in a few heavy steps he was close enough to his opponent. He slowly raises both arms, pushing them as fast as his could towards his opponent. One going for his opponent head, if he grabbed it he would crush it. His other hand slowly reaching towards his opponent chest on level where his heart would be, again hoping to crush it. 

This a desperate attempt at victory for a desperate hollow. Escape was not an option in the opponents territory. Seritei would most likely be Monks death. The only thing Monk was capable of doing now was taking Yoshirou with him. Dragging his opponent with him. If this failed then.... what had been the point in all of this, Monk had searched so long for a goal. Was it going to kill him.

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“Bankai.” With a weight that felt like the entirety of the cosmos, Monk’s fist was diverted downward. He had no choice but to take a knee bowing before the Noble Shinigami. It was ironic. The Arrancar that had reaped so much death heated death gods. He was now even bowing before one like those do just before begging you to spare their lives. However Monk remained silent.

 

While the opportunity still presented itself Yoshirou stepped forward slashing diagonally attempting to cleave the Hollow in two. With his two Zanpakutos now united their destructive capabilities were incomparable to before and that power was now aimed at Monk’s body.

 

Monk remains still. It was almost as if he’d given up and resigned himself to his fate. There was no telling what he was thinking while he watched his imminent death approach. The blade of Yoshirou’s is unforgiving consuming nearly everything leaving very little in left behind…

 

Just before Monk was hacked in two his basic instinct to survive kicked in forcing his body to move despite the incredible force upon him. With a last ditch effort Monk fires another Gran Rey Cero hoping for something. Due to the gravity it wasn’t much but the power behind the attack propelled Monk backwards and the Cero itself again was quickly devoured. Still it was too little too late. While he avoided taking a hit to the body the tip of Akemi Kosumosu still managed to slash his throat. Luckily for Monk he wasn’t beheaded but it was still a fatal wound. Had the fight been over perhaps the Arrancar could have found away to live, but with not one but two Shinigami’s present such a thought was merely a dream.

 

The Hollow’s back hit the ground as he slide a foot or two. Blood gushed from both the Hollow’s mouth and the gaping hole in his neck, making it impossible to tell where the gurgling noise was coming from. Using his elbows Monk props himself up. Fire was now visible oozing from his mouth. Blood and fire danced to the tune of death as if preparing for an honored guest.

 

Whether it was due to gravity, the hole in his neck or a bit of both the flames could only crawl forward. Yoshirou had no need to avoid the attack as he could easily absorb them once they reached his feet. But out of a weird sense of respect for what Monk could have been Yoshi avoids the dwindling embers by levitating just above him. “A fighter to the bitter end,” he says amused. As mentioned, strength was very deadly and versatile but it had two major flaws. One was the stamina required to constantly use the ability to the fullest making it very taxing on the user over prolonged periods of time. Second, was the dramatic decline in usability the more bodily injuries that were sustained. Staring at Monk the Noble could only be amazed as he still had the strength to get to his feet despite death rapidly approaching. Even if hunched over it was commendable that he was up right at all with his injuries. “Before you die tell me who filled your head with such nonsensical lies and sent you here to die. Tell me and I will make sure they pay…”

 

“Very well,” says Yoshirou as he could tell his adversary was preparing for one last attack. Yoshi briefly wondered what Monk was thinking. Was it the same for Hollows and Arrancars as it was for humans? Was Monk’s entire life flashing before his eyes? Was he hashing over ever detail? Satisfied with every choice? Or was the longevity of his life filled with mistakes and regrets? Of course there was no way of knowing but Yoshi hoped that perhaps even for a fleeting second the demon would see the error of his ways.

 

With every ounce of strength Monk could muster he takes a few steps forwards and strikes. Instead of waiting for the attack Yoshi meets Monk with an attack of his own. Using his reach and speed advantage Yoshirou continues to display his zanjutsu prowess using Agitowari. The powerful zanjutsu technique that was further enhanced by gravity and Bankai would savagely bisect Monk in two starting from his head then down his midsection and anything else they connect with. Yoshirou would then have the five orbs that surrounded Monk converge on him devouring his entire body leaving only his soul left to traverse to the afterlife, broken and alone.

 

The singularities in the form of orbs would rush the Arrancar from all sides including one from directly above him. The gluttonous orbs ate as if starved animals unable to get there fill. Without a trace of his remains left the battle would drawn to an end.

 

If Monk tried to dodge the Agitowari, Yoshirou would still follow through with the attack. His hope was that it might still land somewhere, just not where he initially intended. If Monk was still within sword range, Yoshi would proceed to perform a horizontal slash, starting from the same direction Monk evaded too.

 

If Monk were no longer in range Yoshirou would smile wryly. Time and time again the Arrancar proved to be full of surprises no matter how insane he may appear. “You’ve done well but your reign of terror ends here…” he says once again pointing his blade at the assailant. Without another seconds delay Yoshi pulls back his double bladed sword nearly as fast as he swung it. “Wamuhoru.” The blade on the back end of the sword pierces through the black orb floating behind him.

 

It wasn’t from the left, right, front or the back in which Yoshirou’s Zanpakuto emerge from. It appeared through the fifth sphere directly above Monk aiming for his head. So far the majority of Yoshirou’s abilities have revolved around absorption and gravity. With any luck the dying Hollow would be caught up and finished off with this attack. Simultaneously the Noble lifted his free hand pointing it at Monks lower body. “Haien,” Yoshirou says using the same kido he did to start the fight. Together the two attacks would act as a pincer strike making evasion that much harder.

 

Whatever the outcome was the gravitational force exerted from Yoshirou's Bankai release would dissipate though now it most likely made little difference if any at all.

 

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Wamuhoru (means Wormhole) – Yoshirou is able to connect the paths between any of the spheres under his control, enabling him or his attack to travel through one sphere and out the other. During this attack the two spheres in use lose their absorbing and gravity effects and simply acts as a tunnel to be traveled through.

 

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Monks last stand was desperate. In fact it was hopeless. Monk knew as he reached forward his chance of survival was zero, but his chance of killing Yoshirou was still possible. He would still keep his promise that he would still beat him to a pulp, even if it was with his last breath. Even Yoshirou raising slightly of the ground did not deter Monk, it only made Monk want to drag him back to the ground and beat him into the earth. But it wasn’t to be as Monk attempted to lunge, not only does Yoshirou counter, coming straight on for Monk, but Monk stumbles on his left leg. The one he had pushed earlier in the battle. Before all is too late Monk tries to regain his balance. It was far to late now. 

His body falls forward or what was left of it. Yoshirou strike would have cut him in half if it wasn’t for stumbling. But now he had been cut at and diagonal angel and his lower half had been separated from him on a on that diagonal angel. His legs left behind, Already collapsing. Monk begins to draw his final breath as his upper half rushes towards the ground. 

‘This really is it. My life long struggle for this. My life goal a failure.’ Memories begin to return to Monk. Memories he thought he had forced away, forgotten, both fond and sad ones. Finding a friend when he was a mere hollow. Growing in strength. Watching humans as they lived there complicated, yet simple life. ‘Do I actually respect that’ Monk thinks as he imagine a humans short life in comparison to his. All his long life had seem to achieve was give him more regrets. As he grew older his achievements lessened and failure grew in number. Loss of friends, allies and now most importantly his own life. Which led him to now as his body hits the hard ground with a undignified splat as he lands in a pool of his own blood. 

Monks right hand twitches a finally struggle as he pulls on muck and soil trying to drag himself away. “I don’t want to die” he gurgled on his own blood. His fear of death had brought his strong Hierro into existence. What cruel fate brought him an opponent that didn’t care for his Hierro. “Pl-“ Monks final plea is cut short, been so close to death, he had been unaware of the 5 orbs converging on him and he hadn’t even realised his own death had happened. It was so quick, apart from been cut in two,  his final moment were almost painless, his body devoured to nothing. Nothing at all. Not even his cloths, his wooden mask, his Zanpakuto. Everything he was, everything he had done. With no trace of him. It was like he had never existed.... 

The only thing that now remained of Monk was his soul depicted as a younger version of the humanity that showed as an arrancar. Instead of thin strands of hair. He had a full head of white hair, without a hollow Mask both his eyes where sky blue, he almost looked peaceful, if it wasn’t for the glare he jabbed at Yoshirou. One way or another he had been slain by a Shinigami’s Zanpakuto, his sins as a hollow all but forgiven in single swing of a blade. “I’ll never forget this Yoshirou. Never forgive this” Monks echoing voice as a soul still carried the hate he wanted it to, but deeper Monks voice was shaking in fear. “You could have let me go.... all I ever wanted was to survive” all while Monk spoke a evil, twisted presence began to fill the air. Getting bigger all the time Monk spoke. “I.....” 

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Under the tremendous weight Monk tries to keep himself upright for as long as he can. With all his injuries and fatigue taking its toll it was a helpless struggle. Try as he might the stress was just too great causing him to stumble to the ground. With grace, fluidity and undeniable power Yoshirou brings his sword down…

 

The cut was so swift that the pain had yet sink in. Monk hits the ground after stumbling but his body is no longer whole. His stout body was like a tree sliced in half. The upper half fell while the trunk, or in Monk’s case his legs, remained firm and upright; though they too eventually tumbled as well.

 

From the newly severed wounds blood squirts and gushes like a bad scene from a horror movie. While literally lying on his deathbed the Hollows first of his last words was a question; “Is this really it? My life goal a failure?”

 

To those words the Noble looked at him with piercing eyes, “No matter the evil nor how vile the villain, good will always find a way to triumph,” Yoshirou says putting emphasis on always. For the moment the Arrancar remains silent. “Perhaps they do contemplate their lives just before the end.” Though this was merely a thought kept to himself.

 

After a few short moments Monk uses the last bit of his strength in vein. With his last breath he pronounces his wishes to live though it was far to late. The five black holes that had surrounded the Hollow devoured him in his entirety, consuming and erasing his sins. It was a trait of all Zanpakutos’ though Akemi Kosumosu performance was much more dramatic and theatrical than others.

 

Nothing but his cleansed soul remained. Giving his killer the stink eye Monk states that he will never forget nor forgive this. Yoshirou relinquishes his Zanpakuto. With his innate abilities the double bladed sword simply floats next to him in a vertical position. Looking at Monk’s with nothing but compassion in his eyes Yoshi declares, “You are free now go in peace.”

 

The former Hollow had a few more complaints but Yoshi had no reason to pay his words any attention. He naively spoke of letting him go and only wanting to survive. It was almost laughable how he spoke of survival yet that was all any of his victims ever wanted. Another day at life to see what it may hold- New experiences and old comforts never to be experienced again. But that was merely a dream that would have to carry over into the next stage of life as death was just another door, not a dead end.

 

Annoyingly Monk was about to continue prolonging his transition to the next stage but suddenly everything changed. Picking up where Monk left off and unknown but familiar presence speaks. “I, I, I…” As if mocking Monk the presence starts off with a stutter though his voice quickly becomes clear for all to hear. “I see even you fell short. Fret not for you will have an infinite amount of time to pick up where you left off… an unlimited amount of chances to whittle down those you mean to vanquish. Though not today, eventually retribution will be yours...” The voice resounded in every direction but at first it would be hard to find meaning behind his words.

 

Emerging from the shadow of the cleansed but corrupted soul “he” makes his whereabouts known. Cloaked in the same exact robe from back then, the same one as always it was undoubtedly an evil far more wicked than Monk. “So it was you all along??!!" Yoshirou says surprised beyond belief but before anyone could respond further something even more spectacular and disbelieving happened.

 

From the spot in which Monk’s remains would have laid a huge beam of energy erupts towards the sky. The column of energy quickly expanded and materialized. Upon doing so Yoshirou had no choice but to retreat out of its way. Retreating half way back to Metabee the Noble lays his eyes on something extremely rare to see in the Soul Society…

 

Large gates stretched to the very sky as if scraping it. Upon the giant broad doors was a pair of skeletons so stark white that it seem as if they were soaked in bleach for countless eons. Across their heads were bandages that cover up one eye apiece. Each took their respective arm, crossing it over their chests resembling a door handle for some gigantic being. Slowly the doors open but they were tethered on the inside by enormous ropes preventing them from opening to far. The face and left arm of a large demonic creature can be seen behind the gates. It wields a blade worthy of its preposterous size. Its left arm and face are covered in tattoos resembling tribal markings but far more intricate. Without warning nor hope for escape the creature strikes out to pierce the soul of a true sinner, as it has done numerous times before. All the while chains upon chains shoot forth in order to ensnare Monk and drag him back to the underworld, for the gates that appeared were none other than the Gates of Hell… Mean while Sama’el remained by Monk’s side waiting to guide and welcome Monk into the next phase or chapter of his existence.......

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Metabee    234

Once Yoshirou released his Bankai, Monk's fate had been sealed pretty quickly. However, he didn't go without a fight. Until the very end he struggled in order to kill his target. It was quite admirable watching such drive but it was also true insanity as even when cut in half he did not give up. Metabee himself experienced what it was like to be cut in half by that Zanpakuto when their were sparring in the virtual reality simulation. It wasn't painful but the feeling of your organs being destroyed one by one was unpleasant nonetheless.

It seemed that before Yoshirou would end the Arrancars life, they talked for a brief moment but the Captain was much too far to hear any of it. Even if the gravity returned to normal he had no need to get close to them. Then, in the next moment only two of them remained as Monk's whole body was devoured by the balls the Noble was using. Metabee let out a sigh of relief as the fight had come to an end. Seiretei had seen many invasions by now and another one was prevented in this very moment. Certainly, if either of them were alone the fight might have turned out completely different.

The Captain removed his mask just a few seconds before it would run out to save himself a burst of exhaustion. His bones had fully recovered but some burns still remained though he could now heal that with Kido since the fight was over. However, he still didn't seal his Zanpakuto since he wanted to wait until the end just to make sure. After Monk's body disappeared, in its place his soul had appeared. It was not that of a Hollow anymore but that of a normal human being. Would what happen now? No one knew.

It was then that Metabee felt a very dark presence, one that didn't come from Monk or one that he recognised. Although he didn't see any person appear a voice could be heard. Even though the Captain was this far away the voice was loud enough to hear as if it was said telepathically. The owner of the voice then appeared though it didn't seem to be a Shinigami or a Hollow or any other race. The person's appearance was also mysterious as the black robe didn't give any clues away. A large beam of energy then surrounded Monk's soul which caused Yoshirou to retreat and Metabee went to his side in case they would have to fight yet another battle. Though this one would be even harder as this person was far stronger than Monk was.

Right before their eyes the Gates of Hell had opened and wanted to take Monk while the black figure watched on in delight. A few minutes ago Metabee told Monk of this possibility but the Arrancar didn't care about it as he was too blinded by his own hatred. Now that he was powerless how would he react? Perhaps now his fate would be worse than a simple death as he will have to endure torture for several hundreds or perhaps thousands of years. 

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Maskmonk    329

Monk stuttered for only a second, but it was enough for someone. No something to interrupt him. Another creature he had sworn to kill, one that had tormented him and unknown to Monk had been pushing him closer and closer to insanity, as Monk recognises the voice he whispers under his breath, “Phantom....” and now Monk was nothing but a mere souls trapped in Seritei. The Phantom spoke in riddles, nothing ever seemed clear when it came out of his mouth, but he spoke of retribution. Which was all Monk wanted a second chance to try again and take his revenge, was he perhaps going to be granted a second chance by the Phantom. Monk thinks grasping to straws wanting to escape death and what came after. 

 

Emerging from shadow Monk jumps back instinctively, he felt weak on this form, he had no defence and the Phantom brought a great feeling of dread. Monk now wished he had avoided and never take this Phantoms words as truth. Only now was Monk beginning to see how he had been manipulated on both sides. “No.....” he whispers again under his breath. As Yoshirou recognises the Phantom as well, monk saw that the Phantom had never been a friend and the information was not for Monk gain, but his own. But the worst was yet to come.

 

Only feet away from where Monk had stood a second ago, the very spot that his hollow body had been absorbed and destroyed, turn to nothing. A huge beam of energy erupts into the sky and expands and materialises.  A huge demonic door, guarded by two skeletons holding the door. Then it begins to open and it was opening to greet only one of them. Monk. As the doors open they are stopped from opening completely by a rope covered in paper talismans. Monk had wanted to face his death bravely, but what he saw next drained him of his bravado. A demonic creature lay beyond the door and it was eyeing Monk.

 

Without a second thought Monk turned and ran towards the only hope he could find in his fear filled heart. Towards Yoshirou and the other Shinigami. “No, please no” he yelled to no one in particular, he just wished to be saved from the fate that was waiting beyond those doors. But as he ran chains had leapt from the doors like snakes and wrap themselves around Monk before he can reach Yoshirou or Metabee. “NOOOOO!!!” Monk screams straining his voice box with pure fear. Running no longer an option. Monk tries to fight against the pulling of the chains as he is pulled towards the machete wielded by the great creature beyond the gates of hell. “No, I will not go” Monk growls trying to dig his feet into the ground, but the dragging was relentless. With his final breaths then, he decided to curse those he wished dead. “I’ll be back Yoshirou. No one is safe, I will have my revenge on you and everyone and everything you care for. I’ll drag everything down with me even if it takes me ten-thousand years to escape I’ll make you suffer and you Phantom, when I see you next I’ll tear your head from your shoulders and you will come back and help me get MY revenge.” The machete draws closer, Monk feels the hairs on the back of his neck raise sensing death. “Seritei will fall by hand....” the last of Monks words only echo and fade as his souls as been pieced by a guardian of hell, Monk essence been completely dragged in. Monk was no more. He hadn’t felt a legacy nor a footprint. All that remained now. Was a Sinner.

 

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Yoshirou stood there in awe and wonder at the demonic yet intricate beauty of the Gates of Hell. He had seen them numerous times over is lifespan yet he could count on one hand the number of times they have appeared in the Soul Society. A Shinigami could live their entire life and never see such an event.

 

The Kido Commander appeared next to him but he never broke his focus. “Its him Metabee... Sama’el. The one I briefly mentioned the first time I paid you a visit,” Yoshirou says. It had been a while and it was so brief that he was unsure if Meta would recall. Either way it didn’t matter as he stood before them now with the gates as if the Custodian of Hell. “I’m not sure why he’s showed himself but be cautious. Not only can he appear through and manipulate shadows he can also phase through objects.”

 

Screams and pleas resounded through the air cutting Yoshirou’s briefing short thou there wasn’t much more he knew to tell. In Monk’s act of desperation he ran towards his killers hoping for salvation. But there was nothing that they could do. It wasn’t a matter of wanting to help but they were absolutely powerless to intervene. The most a Zanpakuto could do was cleanse the sins you’ve committed while your soul was twisted into a grotesque creature, aka Hollows. You will always be accountable for the things you’ve done while a live as a human. It was sort of an injustice how the weakest of races suffered the most scrutiny but that was a different topic all together.

 

It was obvious that Monk was under great stress as his mood and emotions were bouncing all over the place. But how does one act while being dragged back to Hell??? Well that’s easy. Most react exactly like the corrupted soul before the two death gods. First they plea for help but once they realize that’s useless they always, always end up cursing, prophesizing revenge. Whether they mean it of not it was most likely just an instinctive reaction to such a horrible fate. It’s usually after saying it, that words have any meaning… or they come to see how foolish and impossible their threats really were; coming to seek redemption instead longing for vengeance.

 

To Monk’s threats Yoshirou remained silent. He already stated his opinion on how, good would always find away. Instead he watched his soul be chained, skewered and reeled in like the catch of the day.

 

In his place Sama’el appears. Surprised by his abrupt arrive Yoshirou takes a defensive stance but stands his ground. “This is bad,” he says out of pure reflex. The evil foreboding aura emitting from him was enough to break the feeble minded. The vile robe were so black it makes Yoshirou’s orbs look like a faded pair of jeans which didn’t help the situation either. It alone is enough to strike fear in those unfortunate enough to see it.

 

At Yoshirou’s remark Sama’el couldn’t help but smile but like Monk his face was hidden from view. Luckily for them two the face of true horror remained unseen. “Your words humble me but I assure you I am only here for the show,” says Sama’el. He then blatantly turns around in time to witness the Hell Gates close. “Amazing isn’t it??? I assure you that never gets boring in a place like this.”

 

Yoshirou saw multiple opportunities to attack but thought is wiser to remain steadfast. If anything turning his back was bait and Sama’el wanted to see if either one of them would bite. Besides if he was telling the truth, he was only here as a spectator and attacking him could change that. “The shows over so you can go now!” Yoshirou states while tightening the grip on his Zanpakuto.

 

“Those with power are always the rudest,” Sama’el says turning back around. “And you are far more powerful than you led on during our first visit. How naughty of you to deceive me. All the same you two certainly but on a great show,” he says turning his head towards Metabee. “Jeez where are my manners? I didn’t catch your name, I’m Sama’el but people call me many things. Just don’t call me late...”

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When Metabee arrived next to Yoshirou he said that his person was Sama'el. It did seem like it was very long ago that they talked about him. The Captain spoke,'So it's him. The demon without chains.' Even the two of them would not be enough to beat him. If he came to attack it would surely be a big struggle for Seiretei but for now it seemed like he wasn't in a rush to do so. The black figure simply took great joy in seeing Monk's struggle. Perhaps it was all because of him that this happened.

Once the Gates of Hell were open there was no return. Monk wouldn't be able to escape and all present knew that. Yet he tried to struggle against it, just like he struggled all his life. Even though he hated them, Monk turned to the two Shinigami with the tiniest sliver of hope that they might save him from his impending doom. However, there was nothing they could do to help him. All that he was left with right until the end was despair as he cursed them while being dragged in but before seeing his demise the demon stepped in the way and a moment later they could hear a gruesome noise and Monk's voice had disappeared.

Sama'el spoke once again saying that he was only here for the show though Metabee was still a bit doubtful if an army of demons wouldn't emerge from beyond the gates. However, it was also true that such a strong being didn't have a need for an army since he himself was a one man army worth a thousand demons or even more. Without any further surprises, the Gates of Hell closed and only three of them remained. Metabee wasn't as reckless as to charge so both of the Shinigami stood their ground and awaited the demon's next moves.

Even though Monk was gone now Sama'el still hasn't left which the Noble commented on. The demon simply retorted and complimented them on their battle before focusing on Metabee and asked for his name. It was true that the Captain barely spoke during the battle so perhaps it was simple curiosity but did people with such power ever do things out of curiosity? Did he have some sort of plan and this was simply an ulterior motive to fit the pieces in? Metabee spoke,'You can't be late if you were never invited in the first place. My name is Metabee. Metabee Ainsworth.'

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