Sharkpire Cometh [Joint Training, R, Astaroth]

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Joint Training with a hot new species! Sharkpires

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A night all by her lonesome was not unusual. The Segunda sighed, looking back at Las Noches for a moment. She was back. It was weird. Asuka weirdly did not feel like herself. It was like she was in a different body or somethin’! Is this what they call paranormal activity? Those movies she saw on T.V that used to scare her and Li Mei were pretty terrifying. Though, if we were going to go into scary things, it would be those messages you get that tell you “If you don’t share this to 7 people and like and comment, your lover will die!” Gosh!!” Asuka didn’t want that. The threat seemed real enough and so she would comply. She was sure that she was alive today because she listened to the rules. Good on you, Asuka~!

But really, being Segunda did feel odd. She felt somewhat of a burden on her shoulders. Responsibility was one. Having enormous shoes to fill was another. Asuka knew she was no monster. Kuroi was a monster. He was fearsome and terrifying. His name alone was enough to instill fear. Asuka knew she was none of that. In fact, Asuka knew immediately what made her stand apart from her Espada counterparts; her refusal to kill. Really, it was kinda annoying that they ragged on her for it.. but it was her thing! She couldn’t help it! Asuka didn’t want to take another life. She’s only done it a handful of times and she didn’t enjoy it…

It was all really frustrating. Asuka knew she couldn’t be Kuroi 2.0. God, no. She was a far fuckin’ cry from it. She bit her lip and pouted when more of her insecurities assaulted her one by one. Asuka was strong. She knew she was but, she also wasn’t. In many ways, she still felt like the baby snake he took in and beat mercilessly over and over. Oh and he gave her nightmares. Oh oh oh! He also beat her to a bloody pulp. Sometimes it was because she fought bad and lots of others cause he wanted to. The man wasn’t here and she was still terrified of him. He’d created a legacy. Something Asuka feared she would not be able to do.

Life was tough, man. Asuka felt herself running into one dilemma after the other. Can’t live as a human. Can’t be a fake human. She burnt some oatmeal cookies this morning and now she’s Espada… Again! They really weren’t kidding when they said great power comes with great responsibility. You have to juggle all this stuff and be perfect! Gah! It’s like a…. a… What do they call it? At those shows with the creepy arrancar that were always smiley and the nice big cats that roaaaaar really loud? The lady with the beard and the people that walk on that tiny rope?! Think. Think. A battling act? The name was on the tip of her tongue and Asuka would pause midway during her walk out of Las Noches to attempt to remember it.

…Yeah. No.

It never came to her. Her mind felt like it was short circuiting the more the tried to think. She had other things to attend to after all! Like training! Asuka felt like she needed to get out of the Palace for a while. Away from Kouhai and his creepy, evil self. Away from all the arrancar she beat up the day she got back. Most importantly, away to focus on herself. She figured a few hours of some good ol’ rough n’ tough raw training should do the trick right!? The way the bubbly Espada thought, she figured she needed to break herself in a little bit. Like new shoes! Or a that pair of jeans where the button went flying and broke her mirror earlier this morning. It turns out jeans that have been around for a little less than a century aren’t necessarily safe and that was ok. Sad, but ok.

Asuka would walk into the desert. At first if felt like a leisurely walk. Her only company being the moon as it was for so many in their journey. She wanted to clear her mind and let it sink in. No matter how many times she told herself she was Segunda, it felt like it was a joke. Like none of it was real. Confidence was what she struggled with tremendously. Asuka stopped, ruffling her hair and shaking her head in an attempt to not let any of it get to her. She’d whine and pout and scream “I’m the Segunda!!! Aha~!” into the empty desert. Asuka felt a rush of excitement but also frustration. She almost didn’t know what to do with herself for the moment.

Crack.

The sound of her whips echoed through the night. Like lightning cutting through silence. Asuka moved with terrifying grace as she swiftly drew her zanpaktuo and lashed out. She loved the sound of it. It felt all cool and powerful and awesome and great and super and amazing and fun and flashy and and and… Yeah!! Gosh! She sure loved those words. They were her favorite words to describe all her favorite things. The only thing that would make this better is The Segunda would continue, moving quickly and cracking her whips at nothing. The more she moved, the more she forgot about her worries. The more she felt at home. Then again, no matter how much she wanted to be away from it and no matter how much scary werecow shit was in it, Hueco Mundo was her home… And in Hueco Mundo, there was always something new to worry about. Crack

[Astaroth]

Astaroth was in the world of the living, having been stomping around the world for a few weeks since his most recent escape from hell. He was Crushing and slaying his way across the wood-swept hills and mountain ranges. Devouring these insular humans in cabins was such a bore, even though it fueled him and kept him spry. For the last few days he had noticed something stalking him through the woods. Then it was more than one thing, it was several in the woods. The beings gathered around and began getting closer and closer to Astaroth as he moved, getting braver and braver as there were more and more of them. His anticipation was growing with each day that passed and each form he could see in the woods beyond.

He Stops Traveling after the gathering of beasts gets large enough. He stands and waits for them to get closer, masking his own Energy signature and standing as still as a statue. One of the beasts walks past him standing as tall as Astaroth does and He grins wide as he sends a shake through his head and rattles his Bone spike before unleashing a super heavy blow against the creature, sending it flying through the trees and alerting the rest of the Hollows to his presence. He Lets out a Ragged Roar as the Hollows descend upon him and he just begins to fight with them, throwing them around and around, getting cut and slashed with Violent attacks.

He Threw The Hollows off of himself in one Swoop before Unleashing his Infernus Drawing out a Single Sword and Chain. He Began to Impale and Crush the weak little beasts under his Hellish might. He Slashed through one that was latched onto his arm and Blasted a large section of it into Ash regaining much of his strength. He Continued to fight and Blast these Hollows into piles of ash and dust, grinding through them like a Grain wheel through wheat. That is until a Creature standing just on the outer edge of Astaroths range began to move. The creature was more lithe, more humanoid than the rest of them and suddenly moved faster than Astaroth could see and almost before he could feel it he had a bone-like spike protruding from where his heart should be.. had he had a heart.

Astaroth grabbed hold of the Spike and held the creature to himself as he wrapped the chain around them both and began to stab through himself, over and over again stabbing through his own body to damage the creature behind himself. He Then hears a strange tearing sound and a ear splitting rush of white noise as Blackness engulfs him. He Just rages and unwraps the creature from himself pulling it around to his front and as they fall through black space towards an ever increasingly large hole. Astaroth took it by the face and mask, crushing harder and harder until the mask shattered in his grasp just as he fell through the hole in space into the sky of Hueco Mundo.

CRACK! He heard a strange sound below himself, like the braking of brittle bones or the cracking of a.. whip? He Spun around mid air to look down and from what he could make out there was a small woman playing with cords and standing in the middle of a dessert.. He Grinned to himself and grabbed at himself lewdly a moment before he curled into a ball and began to spin, increasing his speed through the air until he straightened out and landed hard on his heels, digging in deeply to the loose sand of the dessert of Hueco mundo, dropping down to his knees shortly after the landing, moving then to stand back upright. He Groaned loudly and ruffled the Sand off his being sending rattling hollow bone clicking out through the air around himself.

He Looked down towards the female form and grinned behind his mask, "What are you then Girly? Where do I find myself now? This sand is too soft to be the Ash plains of hell." He Crosses his arms in front of himself and in doing so makes him look like an imposing statue. He looks like he is made of Solid stone or Ash, yet standing at 12 foot tall. He Towers over most anything else that Hueco mundo would call home save perhaps for Menos Grande. He Was Huge and his Hulking form was Intimidating to say the least, paired with the fact that as he breathed the bone spikes would rattle just slightly as his chest would rise and fall.

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Asuka was living her best life. Crackling and throwing her whips around. She felt like a dancer! Like the kind you see in those special establishments with the poles and the girls that wear lots of leather and have fun wands with the little tabs at the end! They didn’t wear a whole lot of clothes but boy were they badass! The Espada remembered briefly going to one of those places when she was Kuroi’s fraccion with Nijuu and Chisoku. They were always throwing paper around and stuff and she didn’t understand it at first but then she realized… They were celebrating them! That was fun! Asuka joined in on that too. Throwing large, green paper confetti at the girls. It was a good night.

Asuka kind of found herself wanting to be like them but she knew she didn’t have the confidence to do so. This was as close as she could get and so, she would do it! Throw her whip around as if she were fighting some invisible werecow, letting him have it! It felt good to be moving around and letting the cool desert air nip at her skin as she did so. She felt her worries slowly washing away. Slowly the bubbly girl was building herself up. Maybe this was really just all in her head.

She was blissfully unaware. Not even bothering to tune into whatever was around. There was always a hollow and adjuchas about looking for their next meal. They were hoping they wouldn’t be turned back into Gillian and that was fair. She was like that once too. Asuka hoped they would find their way up and out of the vicious chain. She felt for them and their longing for peace. Not having to worry about your next meal here was the greatest luxury and privilege you could receive here. If it were up to her, she'd help every single one of them find peace and happiness.

Before she knew it, there was a spinny thing…. Spinning. It looked kinda like a yo-yo. Only dangerous with spooky spikey stuff and boy was Asuka kind of amazed, but boy was she slightly terrified. It kind of roared and Asuka thought of big trucks and the people that drive in them and how amazing they were. Asuka stopped mid crack to watch the thing soar high above her head and she marveled at the sight of it, emerald eyes wide and mouth even wider. That is, until sand got in her mouth. “Ah!” She coughed, trying her damndest to spit the sand out and shaking her head as if it would assist her in removing any more grainy particles.

To her surprise, a man would roll out of the spiny spike! Wow! That was amazing! Could he do that again? Would he get mad if she asked? Asuka looked up at him in wonder and amazement and then when she really looked at him… She got scared. Nerves got to the better of her and legs out give out, causing the smaller female to fall flat on her butt as she stared up at the hellish individual. He was so tall! She was only five feet! Asuka gulped, feeling overwhelmed as the sight of him. He was intimidating and his aura? Jeez louise. Asuka half wondered what it would be like if she had the same kind of aura. Would she be taken more seriously? She wasn't sure.

Still, he oozed an overwhelming amount of confidence and power. He didn’t feel like her power wise. She felt stronger but she also felt like he’d still beat the fuck out of her and no ma’am, no. She was not up for another meeting in the desert that ended with her being beat mercilessly. “U-Uhm..” She attempted to speak but he started instead, beating her to the punch. "What are you then Girly? Where do I find myself now? This sand is too soft to be the Ash plains of hell." Asuka looked around, slightly panicked, as if she were looking for help but then she remembered she was in the MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING DESERT and there was fuck all. She looked at him, her lip trembling slightly in an attempt to answer.

Confidence, Asuka. Confidence! Introduce yourself! Maybe he’s not so bad! It was what she tried to tell herself but she stared at him, eyes wide and face clearly shocked. She was still sitting on the ground. Maybe she could start with his first questions? “W-Well Mister Spikey Head..” Good name. It was accurate, was it not?! “You’re in Hueco Mundo! Welcome! There’s sand and the moon! It’s everywhere! You can make sandcastles if you want~!” She tried to muster up any courage she had to give him a warm welcome. Her hands were raised above her head excitedly and did her best to give him her most inviting smile. She stood up, bright and tall. Her smile grew wider and she’d brush herself off before picking her weapons up off the ground.

“Well.. I’m Asuka! The Segunda Espada~! Aha!” She raised her chin proudly. “Nice to meetcha n’ greetcha~!” Gosh oh gosh! It was exciting to say it! She found herself liking it more and more! Now that she was standing and less in her head, Asuka looked up at him. “Woooooow! You’re tall! How tall are you?!” She tried to jump, as if that would help give her a gauge as to how tall he was but nope, nada, nothin’! She just knew he was as tall as butts and that was already pretty tall! She had to know more about this guy.

His appearance was peculiar. Blue scaly skin, white hair. Asuka would take a step forward and try to smell him. “You look like them but you’re not them..” She pulled back confusedly, pouting and tilting her head. It was in reference to the Akki. Asuka had met one precious Akki who called himself Golak. He had chains and big boy temper and then that fateful night, it would be revealed that his name was Bessie and that was the start of everything. “Are you one of the creatures of the night? I haven’t seen one of you in a long time! The last one I saw had came from” She paused for a sec and slowly said “H- E - double hockey sticks!” she nodded. She hoped she wouldn’t offend him with her use of the word “hell” so she spelled it out to be safe.

She continued, smiling excitedly. Today was gonna be a suuper interesting day. “Anyways! They had these really cool chains and stuff~!! Oh oh oh! And he was big! And he was strong! And he roared like raooooooooaaargh!” Asuka made herself so excited talking to a stranger that she realized… Oh no. A creature of the night. Would he hurt her? He was tall and strong and he had muscles on his muscles. She didn’t even know that was possible but now it was staring her right in the face. When the dust and the sand settled she’d come to the realization that this was one SCARY guy and she’d back up. Asuka’s attitude was incredibly polarizing. She’d move from happy to fear in less than two seconds; as if she couldn’t make up her mind. In an attempt to be peaceful, she’d finally add, “P-Please don’t hurt me.”

[Astaroth]

“W-Well Mister Spikey Head..” Astaroth immediately growled and shook his bone spike hair at that name, yet he remained silent, seeing what else the nervous ball of flesh had to say as it was obvious that she was struggling to not piss herself at the slightest provocation. He looked her over, now at the proximity she could see his eyes behind the eye holes in his mask, they were like twin Firey orbs with snake pupils that burned through her, and her clothes. His gaze burned as if it were there only to burn away the layers of protection she had against the elements and nothing more. He was staring not at her face as she spoke but her neck, her stomach, her legs anywhere but her face it was almost demeaning.

He was broken from his intense gaze when she took a step closer and asked “Woooooow! You’re tall! How tall are you?!” He smirked letting loose  his spiked sharp teeth that were not humanoid at all more like a sharks teeth that opened into nothing but blackness, a tongue that was a deep purple and seemed to be alive with its own goals other than speaking before it set straight to his words. "Taller than your Fleshy prison, taller than most flesh bags.. But not yet too tall to be too big for you." His smirk was vile, and he leaned down to loom over her form arms still crossed just to make the situation even more tense. He was Creepy, but could she be sure he meant it as pervy as it sounded?

“Are you one of the creatures of the night? I haven’t seen one of you in a long time!" He Stood back up to his full height and grinned widely at her, this was a point of of fear for her, she was becoming more and more nervous by the ticking second as she spoke. She refused to even say the word hell? What was this ditsy... Oh.. There it was, that difference in strength it was as if he could rest on that barrier and be suspended just by that sheer difference in power. He Looked her over again before growling out long and low "I am Astaroth, I come from Hell. Call me anything but Astaroth and I promise you I will turn you to ash and dust.." The tone of his voice said that he was not toying around, and that he did not usually stay talking this long to most creatures.

"Chains? Big? That Would describe me well.. Infact why don't I show you" He Takes in a deep breath breath that seems to cause a gust of wind from behind Asuka his lungs take in so much air so fast. He Does not exhale it normally, instead he roars out And then comes the rattling. Chains begin to form out around his body Shackling him to .. space. The chains dissolve into air after a few feet before they disappear entirely from his form after the Roar dies down. He Shudders and rolls his shoulders before just suddenly letting loose a straight blow towards Asuka's Face. He is Supremely slow however, though the surprise of the action may give him the opening he wants.

He Doesn't move Regardless of whether or not he hits her "Now you will want to ask me why I did that..  I am from hell and get bored.. VERY Easily with talking. I am here to fight not talk. So if you wish to talk fight.. And if you wish to not die fight. There is no other option. Life is Ambitious, and Ambition will die." He Moves down into a  Basic fighting stance. Not very skilled, it seems so far he has gotten by on his physical strength alone. That will more than probably force him to loose out on this fight this day. Ambition.. He had his own Ambitions that much had to be true but it seems as if he was not content to allow others their own ambitions.

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"Taller than your Fleshy prison, taller than most flesh bags.. But not yet too tall to be too big for you."

Most people picked up on innuendos. Most people understood social cues and faux pas as well. Most people could read in between the lines and detect danger. Not Asuka. Oh no no no… Not I said the Segunda Espada. Although the taller demon was imposing and threatening to a T, his words didn’t seem as scary and pervy to Asuka simply because she didn’t understand the meaning behind it. “Big for me?” She asked curiously. She genuinely, truly didn’t understand what that meant. “You mean too big for being my friend?” Was this poor guy lonely? Gosh, she understood that. She was once the Aspect of Loneliness. She would know all about that! It was a feeling she knew all too well! Yup, yup!

“We can totally be friends! You’re not too big! Not at all!” She said excitedly, bouncing up and down clapping. “It’s ok if your teeth are super spiky and sharp and your tongue is all long and the color of a grape! I think it’s super cool! Aha~!” If no one wanted to be his friend then dammit, she was going to do it! Everyone deserved a friend! Who cares if he thinks he’s too big for her! She didn’t think he was too big for her! If anything, he was just right! “You’re just different, big guy! No worries! I’ll be there for ya! No such thing as being too big!” (lol.) Fear was slowly washing away as she would declare that she was this shark man’s friend. Not that he was a shark or anything but his teeth made her think of the creature so she went with it.

Something changed though. Asuka didn’t quite know what it was but he started growling all scary like. Kind of like Rio does when he gets mad at stuff or is disgusted at stuff or when he sees Miho and she tries to beat him up. His growling would cause the smaller female to shiver and emerald irises would widen as he stood tall and proud. “O-Okay Astro” she blurted out. Astro. Astro. Astro. ASTRO IS NOT ASTAROTH. HOLY FUCK NO. Wait his name was Astaroth! “Shit! Wait I’m sorry! I’m so so so so so so so sosososososo sorry! I didn’t mean it Rothy! I didn’t mean to ruin your name! I’ll call you the right name from now on! I swear! Cross my heart and hope to fly!” Oh gosh! Now she was gonna be ash and dust! Dust and ash! Woe was her! Asuka suddenly felt like it was the end of the world. Her first new friend in a long time and she already messed things up. She hoped he would accept her apology and be her friend again.

The more he spoke however, the more violent he seemed to get. Asuka let a faint squeak out as she heard this and felt her body desperately screaming at her to run. She almost fell from the feeling; he legs feeling as though they were going to give out at any moment. That feeling of fear. Her chest rising and falling from her labored breathing and her smaller form trembling. Asuka wasn’t so sure about this friends thing anymore. Maybe they could be like uhm… ah.. a…accqua…. words. Words are so hard dammit! Whazzitcalledagain!? Asuka’s brain was short circuiting as she struggled with her 1st grade vocabulary. Either way, she was super scared of Astaroth currently. She should’ve said his name right! “I-I-I don’twannabeashanddust…” she said in one single breath as she’d gulp.

Asuka collected her weapons quickly. Something about this told her she was going to have to fight. Those pesky bodily responses to danger just weren’t working today dammit. Fight or Flight… Why couldn’t it have been just Flight or Flight? Asuka really didn’t wanna be here with Mr. Ash and Bones right now cause boy… Astaroth looked like someone who came here to chew bubble gum and kick ass... and someone stole ALL his bubble gum. Man. Asuka could understand half of that. If someone stole her bubble gum, she’d be pretty upset too. Maybe not Rothy upset but still reasonably ruffled. Then it came to her, the more she stared at him, the more things made sense. Those sharp teeth that could rip through flesh like a knife against butter, blue stony skin reminiscent of a certain sea creature, the sound his hair made as one spike lightly clanged against the other and a lascivious smile that the could and probably would haunt her dreams for the next decade or so…? Oh yes. It was all coming together. It made PERFECT sense now…

“Rothy, are you one of the Sharkpire people? L-Like half vampire but also half shark too?” she asked him nervously. If he even cared to look, he could see the wheels turning in her head as she asked this. It was like she was doing mathematics in her head. At least, that’s what if felt like. Why else would Einstein invent The Algebra? So we could discover more things and label them! Duh! Asuka mentally gave herself a pat on the back as she figured out Astaroth’s true species. The Sharkpire. He had the teeth and the smile of a vampire like the ones she’d seen on The Television biting girls and fighting the werewolves and whatnot! Rothy was super scary but super cool!!! But really, he was super scary. For special reasons, she hoped he would confirm her very true assumption of him and his very special race.

He went on about his chains and suddenly there was a huge gust. Teal tresses would fly and whip around wildly as he took in a huge breath and the smaller female would dig her heels as deep as she could into the sand for stability and shield her eyes from the sand that flew towards her. There was a small squeak as she was very much surprised. She could hear the familiar sound of chains rattling against one another and a roar that frightened her to the core. When it was safe to look, Asuka saw him being shackled. Oh no. This was bad! The Espada gulped fearfully as she observed the taller Sharkpire roll his shoulders. He was preparing something alright. This was looking like the worst possible outcome for their friendship! A Tussle. Yikes!

He threw a punch and Asuka screamed as it was entirely unexpected. Due to this, he just barely missed. Asuka being in her head was generally a bad thing for her so he definitely got the jump on her. Unfortunately for him, he was slow and Asuka was more than acquainted with dealing with combat i.e. getting beat up repeatedly until things made sense. It was just that she didn’t want to. She just wanted to be friends really. Still, as he moved, she waited for him to put most of his momentum into his punch to quickly move to the outside of his fist. She moved to a place where it would be difficult for him to grab her with his other hand. She’d lash her whip on his forearm with all her strength. An attempt to reprimand him for attacking her. Kind of like a slap on the wrist only it wasn’t his wrist and it was the harsh sting of a whip. “Eek! Don’t do that!” she said, clearly freaked out.

Astaroth would speak then. He spoke about his home in the bad place where all the creatures of the night came and how all they did was fight. “B-But I don’t wanna fight…” she said shakily. Somehow, she felt quite bad for him. Truly. Eyebrows furrowed and eyes held saddened expression. Her face clearly showing sympathy for the poor Sharkpire. To only know a life of fighting and to lose yourself in the process was something creatures in their position exclusively knew about. So many fell victim to that way of life and many died for it. In many ways, Asuka counted herself lucky for the most part. She’d still retain her happy disposition with a few tweaks but for the most part, she was the most gracious and genuine Astaroth would ever find in these parts.

The rest of what he said was interesting to Asuka. The Espada who didn’t start out as an Espada but as a weak, crawling snake. Her eyes glazed over to the desert and the tall white building in the far distance that stood behind the pair for a brief moment before focusing back on him. “Ambition, huh..” Something about what he said had suddenly clicked. “I have plenty of that. I wouldn’t be the Segunda Espada, the second strongest Arrancar of Las Noches, had it not been for it, aha~!” she declared proudly, finally standing up straight. Asuka clipped one whip back on to her belt, choosing to fight with only one. Is this what Kuroi would have done? Give him a fighting chance and beat him into submission? Looking over at Astaroth she was thinking that she wasn’t going to have a choice. No matter how fearful she was of him or wanted to be his friend.

Asuka moved her whip and cracked it ferociously before quickly returning it to her side. She would slowly stalk around him, her eyes unmoving of his taller form. The chord of her whip slowly moved with her, like a snake quietly slithering in the sand as it made its way to their pray. “Though it seems the more of it I have and the higher I go, the more everyone wants a piece of ya, aha..” she smiled sadly. To ask for peace in Las Noches was stupid. Fighting was a way of life here but it didn't mean she couldn't be kind or generous to others. She would do her best to extend herself to everyone. That bubbly demeanor shifted into one that was more determined. She would take him seriously, silently complying to his desire for a duel. She lashed her whip out again, but this time at the same hand that moved to punch her previously. “Where do your ambitions lie, Rothy?”

[Astaroth]

Asstaroth began to close his fist around the end of the whip that was wrapped around his wrist, but his slow motions were just that, slow. The whip slid harmlessly from his crushing grasp that ground his own ashen flesh a bit with a crunching sound before he started to follow Asuka and her motions more closely. He Had barely been able to see her move away from his punch at the last second, she was fast and that was going to make this annoying.. More annoying than he would like and it seemed that she was as empty in the head as her nethers.. He would be more than happy to fill either with the same object..  He smirked to himself as Asuka prattled on about this and that.. How sorry she was that she got his name wrong.. He liked this, she was strong.. Strong enough to perhaps send him to hell.. But she was also well and truly afraid of Astaroth.

The fear seeped off of Asuka like a lovely roiling mist and he could watch it, the fear of loosing a new freind, the fear of gaining an enemy, the fear of loss itself.  She reeked of it, but even more something behind that she was afraid of fighting, he could see it now.. the bruises radiating from her aura, the scars left deep in her soul by the endless abuse she suffered and he smiled. A Big toothy grin once more letting out a sadistically pleasured growl "You don't want to lose a friend? You remember what it was like don't you? the endless.. ceaseless war.. the Rumble of your heart in your ears as you fought not just to fight, but to ensure that the one fighting to kill you lost! Fighting to ensure you were not among the dead! It became less of survival and more of the only way to FEEL alive! Didn't it Segunda? The feel of lash and blade and blood on your skin as you stained the sand with your would be killers?" He Spoke in a dark and menacing voice.

His Dark aura told him all he needed to know, all he needed to throw this Bubbly little bint all out of whack.. That Blue.. that infernal obnoxious blue made him want to vomit.. If he could vomit, he wanted to take it and dip it through the blood as it ran from her pretty little legs after he had ripped them to bend at angles legs should never bend. Shove the cloth into her mouth to muffle the pained whimpering sounds she was making.. oh yess. That was going to be fun. He Watched her move slowly, putting her whip up and saying she was going to go easy on him. He Smirked and readied himself for what was to come. "Your training must have been harsh..  Endless beatings..  Daily shows of force to make you proceed, to push you deeper into the dirt and make you .. LIKE IT" He pauses and lashes out his long purple tongue.

"Oh Daddy Hit me more, hit me harder. I love being your whipping post. Beat me like you love me! Hit me harder show me how much you love me!" He Moans out in a horrid girly voice before crunching up a block of bone that looks vaguely tooth shaped and spits it off to the side dismissively. He watches as she Sends the whip snaking out to strike his arm, he knows he isn't anywhere near fast enough to dodge but fuck dodging. He is Astaroth, the Endless hulk, The hard death, and he will not be toyed with. He Wraps his fingers around the whips Belly and holds onto it tightly, Using every ounce of strength he has to hold onto this whip before moving his other hand to lock the grip in.

"Go Easy.. on me?! I AM ASTAROTH!!" He Roars out and Yanks hard on the Whip to Drag Asuka across the distance between them and hopefully wrap her up in a bear hug. The Hug itself is slow but he never lets go of the whip, meaning if she wants to get out of range she either has to overpower him or let go of the whip so she can evade him another way. "I Am the Endless Hulk!! My Eternal Torment is Mors dura! I AM THE HARD DEATH!!" He Roars out powerfully as his arms continue to close into their blossoming death grip. Astaroth is not sure if he has her, even if he has the ability to catch her with such a Trick but keeping her off kilter is his only chance.. But his Battle rage is settling in.. So he needs to weaken her quickly.

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Took 1 hit. 20% of 50 is 10

-10 Strength

Current Stats

• Strength - [50] Points - 175 (165)
  
• Speed - [50] Points - 25
  
• Spiritual Pressure - [50] Points - 25
  
• Reiatsu Strength - [50] Points - 25
  
• Dark Aura - [100] Points
  
• Light Aura - [0] Points
  
• Instinct - [50] Points - 50
  
• Senses - [100] Points - 50
  
• Energy sensory - [0] Points
• Healing Expertise - [0] Points

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"You don't want to lose a friend? You remember what it was like don't you? the endless.. ceaseless war.. the Rumble of your heart in your ears as you fought not just to fight, but to ensure that the one fighting to kill you lost! Fighting to ensure you were not among the dead! It became less of survival and more of the only way to FEEL alive! Didn't it Segunda? The feel of lash and blade and blood on your skin as you stained the sand with your would be killers?"

His words were cruel. Malice filled. There was a time where she would cry at such words. Asuka had heard words like these before. Words that instilled darkness and hatred. They inspired the desire to kill. Asuka was all too familiar to it. However, this wasn’t on the level as one other individual that spoke to her this one. That man… No… That monster. He was truly devoid of any light in his heart. There wasn’t a trace of goodness in Adalo De Mona, the former Primera. Wherever he was now, she didn’t know. Asuka merely dipped a toe in that pond and she got the fuck out, bringing Li Mei with her out of that maze of mirrors.

Asuka’s demeanor would change. The demon would rant to her about what was in her heart and his wants and desires. All she saw was a distant, faint echo of an Adalo in the making. God, she remembered her encounter with him. When she tried to ‘fix’ her ‘problem’, she went out of the frying pan and straight into the inferno. Adalo might not have been a sinner but he was hell personified. More than any werecow or sharkpire has ever been. Although her experience with the missing Primera was short, it made an impact on her. It was haunting. Asuka didn’t always think about him but it was these experiences that made her reflect and truly brought the worst out in her.

Adalo clapped, and all of the remaining chains fell away, and almost a hundred Shinigami fell down onto the floor with their swords, and started to stand up. "I'll teach you, Asuka..." Adalo said. "Fight me...Fight me with everything you've got!" Adalo pointed at her. "And those guys will try to kill us while we fight! Kill them while you also try to fight me! I'll warn you, though...Every time I think your kill is unsatisfactory when you kill one of those guys, or every time you actually fail to kill one, I'll hurt you! Does that sound good? Yes, I think so..." Adalo looked Asuka in the eyes with his evil, maniacal eyes. And then he said one more thing to maybe rile her up. Yes...rile rile rile. Death murder death murder death murder. Adalo wanted her riled up. He looked at Li Mei. "And when you land blows on me...if I don't think there's satisfactory killing intent behind your blows..." His eyes locked onto Li Mei hungrily and he licked his lips in anticipation. "Then I'll hurt her..." Adalo picked up the dead Shinigami's sword and grated it against the ground while Shinigami all around rushed toward him.

If that was what Astaroth wanted then who was she to stop him? Who was the Segunda to keep him from his desires? Her look was cold, filled with silent rage as she remembered Adalo’s words and his taunts. That sweet, bubbly demeanor washed away like footprints in the sand and was replaced with one of a focused, ruthless warrior. The hell dweller in front of her brought her back to a time he really shouldn’t have. He was right to a degree. Asuka fought to survive her whole life. She’d suffered what some might say was an intolerable amount of abuse. Her body was a museum of scars and bruises that never left her. Even as an Arrancar, you faced a vicious cycle of life and death. Retaining your humanity was a blessing here.

Humanity.

That was right. She was on top. She had to remain the better person. Sure this place was tough but she was a shining example of being able to make it far without losing yourself. She had to show him that her kindness wasn’t a weakness. She couldn’t kill him. She couldn’t kill him right here or at all! She would not do such a thing. Killing was a terrible thing anyway. Asuka was starting to think that she’d have to do to him what she just did to 100 other Arrancar not so long ago; she’d have to prove a point. She’d prove it not just to Astaroth but to everyone in Las Noches. No matter how many times it took. She had a responsibility to do so. Asuka wouldn’t respond to his query but Astaroth would see that he flicked a switch. Maybe one that he shouldn’t have given how strong she was.

"Oh Daddy Hit me more, hit me harder. I love being your whipping post. Beat me like you love me! Hit me harder show me how much you love me!"

Asuka watched him tangle his massive finger in her whip; weaving it. Ah She’d been through this before with Kuroi. She flicked her wrist and pulled the chord taut for a second. He was stronger than her. Much stronger. That was troublesome. If she tried pulling and yanking her zanpakuto away from him, he would force her off her feet and she would be in a position that was highly unfavorable. Still Asuka had an idea. Quickly, she wrapped her hand further on the chord. It was just a quick flick of the wrist with one loop around her hand.

With his strength it would be obvious that he’d try to get her as close to him as possible. Getting dragged would leave her in an even worse position so Asuka quickly moved towards Astaroth as he’d try to reel her in. If she moved away from him, she would be off balanced easily. It was better to ride the current than go against it after all. It helped that he was slower than her. Much slower. She imagined that if it was any other way, she would have been in big trouble. She ran towards him, right at the hell spawn’s doorstep waiting for an opportune moment. The point of this was so that she’d still be on her two feet, waiting rather than being dragged.

It was only natural someone with his strength would attempt to grapple her. Asuka knew she wasn’t getting out of that if he landed that so she’d have to dodge. When she was finally in front of Astaroth, she waited for an opportune moment. Not too long of course. When he started to move his hands towards her, she quickly dropped herself to a crouching position, evading his bear hug just when it would be too late for him to stop mid hug. She’d also let go of her whip. It would look like Astaroth was trying to give himself a hug instead.

“You insisted.”

As soon as she dropped to the crouching position, she quickly brought her second whip out. Rather than lashing out at him with the chords, she turned to the kodachi blades at the hilt and made a horizontal sweep at both his legs. Asuka made sure that if she was going to cut him, she going to cut him deep. She cut deep enough to leave his legs intact by a thread. Not literally of course, but any sudden movements on his part would feel extra weird. If successful, he would likely fall back and maybe be in pain. Asuka would quickly back off if she had the chance. Full speed away from the scary sharkpire man!

Go Easy.. on me?! I AM ASTAROTH!!"

“Huh? I never said that.” Because she didn’t. Asuka knows better than anyone else what that was like. Everyone should be taken seriously. Las Noches was a place where you could be on top in one moment and gone in the next. You always have to look out for those beneath you and you should never take it easy on them. She would know. She was there once. “Here, Rothy, we observe the chain of command.” Her free hand flared and crackled with reiatsu. She flexed her reiatsu as she looked at him. “Here, you submit to the stronger individual.” Astaroth would feel her reiatsu crushing down on him somewhat. “Me.” Yuck those words. It felt so weird so say. It didn't feel like her. It felt like she just ate paste and paste doesn't even taste good. N-Not that she would know. That one kid on the T.V show with the three superhero girls did though!! Her reiatsu tugged down on Astaroth. Not too much that he couldn’t pay attention, but enough for him to recognize that Asuka wasn’t playing around. He would just feel a small tug on his shoulders.

“I don’t like doing this. I fought and killed to protect the people I love. I still do. I’m still strong for it. I don’t need to kill to feel alive and I won’t kill you either. You deserve to live, Rothy. Whatever your ambitions might be, you deserve the chance to pursue them no matter how many hate filled words you might shout at me.”

Her eyes held a fire behind them; one of authority. Asuka was always serious about this Endless Tussle. She spoke as she circled around him cautiously, observing what he would do. Asuka eyed the whip that in his hand and then back at his demonic face. It was forfeit for now but that's ok. She could deal with this. “If you wanna get anywhere here, you gotta get strong, aha. Anything here is possible, Mr. Hulk. You can be the strongest if you wanted to be and still talk out your issues with your dad who likes to whip you really hard on bed posts and stuff!” She nodded at him affirmatively and would smile confidently. Asuka wanted to reassure Astaroth that no matter how much he might try, she wasn't going to hate him; she was going to teach him. At her own words, she looked at him and her face scrunched displaying just how confused she was as she’d attempt to digest what was in front of her.

“Wait, you can’t be the Hulk, Mr. Sharkpire… He’s green..”

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{Stats and Skills}✪▐ ⋆↻.₀₀ xS T A T S◞

Strength - [100] Points (50)

Speed - [400] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [300] (450) Points

Reiatsu Strength - [400] Points (1000)

Light Aura - [100] Points

Dark Aura - [0] Points

Instinct - [150] Points

Senses - [100](50) Points

Energy sensory - [50] Points

Healing Expertise - [400] Points
Total SP: [1900]

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] Strength of Will [3]

[★] Battle Analysis [3]

[★] Charisma [1]

[★] Weapons: Kodachi &Whip [4]

[★] Pain Tolerance [3]

[★] Poison Resist [3]

[★] Damage Recovery [3]

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[Astaroth]

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Astaroth was slow, Supremely Slow Compared to this Arrancar, this Segunda Espada.. He Watched her movements however, taking in the way she fought and moved. She was trained to kill, he now saw through that shallow ditsy exterior, she played and feigned at innocence and care. She Held onto that innocence to shield her soul from the killer inside of herself and it was.. Sickening.. He Felt her blades slice through his legs and even though he felt the pain momentarily his Aeterna Delicti sealed the wounds almost as soon as they were made.  He was not so weak as to be taken out by something like that.. She was underestimating him, though to be fair she was imagining he had a discernible anatomy under that hard exterior. Oh how he would prove her wrong, prove her so wrong that she might just Let go and Kill him sending him to hell.

Astaroth did not step back, or fall he simply crouched down still in his Self bear hug. He Was not in the mood for talking anymore he was in the mood for bloodshed, for violence and death. There was a Factor that could not be denied, Gravity, he Might move slow on his own but Everyone falls at the same speed. He Took this chance to Flex himself before launching himself up into the air at an angle judging the distance so he would land in Asuka's general area. He Was going to Attempt a Superhero landing, with the landing pad being Asuka's pretty little face, Hopeful to watch it smear as he dragged his fist clear of the wreckage.

"Strength is Born not made! You move swiftly because that is what you are born into! Ambition Spits in the face of that! Ambition is made by the weak to produce strength they can not control!! Uncontrolled Strength breeds Chaos!! Chaos is senseless carnage!" His Roars Echo out across the Deserts of Hueco mundo as he comes hurtling down towards Asuka being driven by the pull of natural forces.There was a Determination in Astaroths motions, he knew he was outclassed here and yet he continued to fight. He Continued to push as if he could win and that was either admirable, or stupid and sad. It Seemed like this was Astaroth, his true face when he wanted to fight and see how far he could go even if he died to see that.

But what did death matter to a Hason? What did it mean to a Hason to be dead? All it meant was defeat, and a new day would dawn before he could challenge again. To a Hason who knew naught but rebirth and pain death was nothing to fear there was no creature in hell or hueco mundo that could make his death permanent and so he fought like he would die knowing it was the outcome. To fight like you will die is the greatest exhilaration, To fight knowing you will die just drives the determined fighter to make sure your opponent dies with you. To a Hason Dying was nothing, but making sure you Opponent Died as well was everything. If you were fighting another Sinner it meant you would fight again when you found each other, if you were fighting anything else? It meant they were dead, and you soon would not be.

Astaroth was tormented by his own death more often than not, killing him was a hard thing to do, even by the standards of a sinner. The Curse of Mors Dura, to be trapped within a stone prison where your physical strength is amplified by an immense amount but the rest of your attributes are so far reduced as to be nearly useless.. And yet because of this strength nothing can truly hurt you. For Hasons Death and dying is how one trains, how one masters themselves and their curse, and For Astaroth his curse was the Hard death. He learned every moment of the dying process and retained it so well because he had to be broken over and over again before his body would reveal the soft spirit body within.

There was a Sad poetry to that, it fueled his anger and his rage and his will to battle to break free of his chains not because he wished to be stronger but to prove how strong he WAS. Ambition was the Weak striving for strength, the Weak for Astaroth are defined as those who do not believe they were born strong. The Weak are useless creatures with no confidence and can never be what they were born to be. "You speak about not wanting to kill me.. Did you ever think that might be more cruel than killing me?" His voice is calm, But rings out directly towards Asuka. He Speaks only after landing, his fist stuck into the ground where he had left the Major Crater from the bulk of 1800 pounds crashing in from a Twenty foot drop. 

He Knew he had missed her, at least missed a direct blow, he could not tell if he had clipped her or not but that did not matter she was not dead and so she could hear this. "Did you ever wonder if by Challenging you I wanted to die?! Why would I Do something like this if I was not trying to get myself killed?! Tell me Espada? Who are you to deny my right to die how I wish?! " He Looks Around for her and once he spots her he stands, He Moves towards her slowly, step by pounding step sending up Crashing waves of sand as his heavy footfalls impact the floor with every ounce of his might. His Advance was Terrifying the Determined Steps of a creature that did not care what barred his path capable of breaking through whatever was placed in his path.

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The killer inside was not what Asuka wanted to come out. It was meant to protect and keep others safe. This was senseless and it was wrong to carry on like this. Nothing ever needed to be this violent. She watched his wounds heal immediately and she let out a sigh of relief. Happy he wouldn't be too hurt. All the Segunda desired was friends and to do good. Why was he trying to push her to do something she didn’t want to do? She looked at him with forlorn. “Rothy please stop! We can be friends! We can help you and do really fun stuff~! Aha!” Even when she said it, it felt hollow. As if she was losing hope. The smaller female shook her head dispelling the thoughts.

Gah! Get of out of her head! The Blue Sharkpire Hulk was such a meanie. She watched him jump high in the air and he was falling towards her pretty fast and it was so bad. All Asuka knew was that she didn’t wanna be anywhere near him. She basically ran and moved to where she would be standing behind him and made sure that she was out of the way of him and his attack. “P-Please stop. You’re my first Sharkpire friend. I don’t want to hurt you.” Her lip quivered and emerald eyes widened as she pleaded with the hell dweller.

Asuka saw someone who was deeply troubled. Someone who was from the place of the double hockey sticks left and was picking a fight with someone else. He was in over his head and even Asuka knew that. No arrogance whatsoever! Asuka wondered if he was looking for something specific here in Las Noches. She would have to tell Kouhai-sama she encountered one eventually. Or maybe she shouldn’t. Did he have to know? Anyone who made it out of hell had to be of reasonable strength. Kouhai-sama would like that, right? Then again, anyone who had the pleasure of not meeting Kouhai-sama was pretty lucky.

If only she never met him. He was such a creepy, scary man. Not as bad as Adalo but still pretty bad. At the very least, Adalo has bad breath but occasionally smelled of strange candy and blood. Kouhai-sama smelled like tea and danishes. It was nice. She wondered what kind of danishes he ate. Asuka knew he had lots of cheese ones for her cause he knew she liked those and always brought lots of those to the Espada meetings for her. It was nice and considerate and it was little things like that, that kept her going. He was nice maybe 3% of the time. It was 3% more than she thought he would ever be.

“Nuh uh! I was weak. I couldn’t fight. I wouldn’t be who I am if I didn’t grow! I didn’t get this way without having Ambition! Believe in yours too!!” Asuka wanted to say more but his roars made her shut up immediately. The loud noises scaring her into silence as she tried her damndest to reason with him. She watched how determined he was to fight and somewhat saw a reflection of herself. Never quite giving up no matter how much the scales were tipped in the other persons favor. Every fight of hers until she became an Espada was like that. Being dragged into fights where she was in over her head. She grew from all of them and he had resilience. He wasn’t giving up just like she hadn’t.

“Rothy…” She spoke his name softly. It meant a lot to him that he was fighting. She shook her head at his query. “Well… I’ve never met anyone that wanted to die. I don’t want to die. Death means everything is over. No more chances to meet people, to love someone, to try new things… Your chance is gone and then you’re forgotten. It feels cruel to take that away from someone.” The pressure would come down harder as he approached her, forcing him to his knees. She was somewhat terrified of him still, and the Segunda trembled slightly at the sight of him. Asuka wanted to keep him still as she racked her brain. Nothing though. She gulped as she struggled to understand and she was failing to do so. Was he hurting or something?

“I-I don’t understand… Aha.” Was she hurting him by keeping him alive? Asuka was suddenly plagued with overwhelming guilt. She blinked a few times and then it felt like it happened out of nowhere. Hot tears slowly started to roll down her face. It was slow at first but then they flowed faster and faster and she sniffled. “I-I’m sorry. How could I do something so horrible. I’m sorry, Rothy.” Astaroth might be dying today but for Asuka, it felt like defeat on her end. Then the pressure came down harder and he would likely be even closer to the ground than ever before. The tearful Segunda approached him and placed a hand on his head, petting him in a gentle manner. She had only genuine intent as she spoke to him. “I’m so so so so sorry Rothy. If you ever get the chance to, find me again. Maybe we can be on better terms. Aha~”

With that, she stood up tall but not proud. She was about to do something abhorrent but if it was going to release him or help him in anyway, then so be it. She wouldn’t be killing him because she wanted to. Asuka only did this because he seemed to want to. The Espada didn’t want him to die. Truly. But if he was asking for it like this and she was hurting him by keeping him alive then she would be wrong for not abiding by his wishes. She gulped hard. “Ok. I’m gonna do it now. S-Sorry again, Rothy! If you ever get out of the hockey stick place, find me at Las Noches!” With full force, she brought her gravitational pressure down on him, crushing his body to death. Asuka winced at first but didn’t look away as she watched the life from his body disappear.

[Johnwaluigi]

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