Ain't we both Fucked Up? [JT, R, Closed]

[Dia Cuir]

Dia snorted just a little as she pulled a grin on the dead man, her foot planted on his back as she hummed calmly to herself, squinting around the corner at the warehouse quite a ways away. Was this gun legal? Aaaabshaleutleh not! But it was doing a DAMN good job with these fuckers~ She couldn't believe a chump like this was workin a piece this sweet. Shaking her head, she kissed the tip of the barrel and licked her lips. "Sssweet sweet muzzleflash~ You got great taste! Have I told you that you have good tastye misterrrrrrr...." she paused, kicking the body over.

"Larry. Who the fuck....boy Larry, you did NOT have a very fortuitous name for a criminal. Or....well wahtever you were.STILL! Good taste in piece Larry~" She giggled down at him as she shot a glance back toward the warehouse again. Those sharp eyes of hers snapped around, sensing the other guards around the parameter. One two...seven....Ten? Ten guys. She fished around Larry's pockets and smirked as she found two extra clips of ammunition. "Two bullets each, and however many are left in this baby." She cackles to herself and then began slipping around the corner towards her target.

God she loved being a spiritual being. It gave her SO much edge over the competition~ Humans just never stood a chance. So what if one drug dealer was hiring an assassin to take out another? Business was business~ It took just a moment for her to close in on the first of the guards. Her gaze snapped left and right before focusing on him. The big guy had his phone out, n doubt some sort of idiot . What kinda moron plays with his phone on guard du- ooooh that was a tiddy! Looks like the boyo was 'keepin himself awake'. She snickered to herself and promptly raised the weapon. POP!

[Melvin]

(Training for TTP)

Melvin had his first taste of Human flesh and he just couldn't stop now. He had become a monster, a complete and absolute abomination that could feed on nothing else but the fleshy remnants of Humanity- a zombie of sorts...Well, not really, but Humans did taste a lot better than his Hollow companions in the forest. With his misadventure with his sidekick concluded, at least for now, he made his way to other parts of the world to continue his journey to become the number one pokemon trainer! Just instead of catching pokemon he caught people, and instead of sealing them in the world's smallest cell he ate them. Gotta' catch em' all.

Today he found himself in...He wasn't sure, actually! Where was this? The five-foot tall purple-skinned limb-deformed Hollow had walked many miles, leaving a path of minor confusion in his wake, minorly inconveniencing just about anything he came across. But on his path of destruction he found himself at a tall looking warehouse! Well, not -that- tall. Sort of the poor supervillain's hideout of warehousery. He could immediately pick up on the slightest traces of spiritual energy inside, for the first time ever, a few weaker than himself! Were these Human's even spiritually aware!?

Walking up to the front door where one armed guard still stood, the answer was a resounding yes! Because the moment that tiny abomination walked into view, the lone guard went into a panic, drawing their gun and aiming it right at him! Now that was rude! Didn't they ever learn not to point at someone just because they looked different. "Hello fri-" His efforts of friendship were dismissed by a rather quick shot! The bang of the gun echoed outside, the tiny bullet darting through the air at supersonic speeds and hitting him right in the shoulder! It drew a tiny bit of acidic blood that spilled out, burning the grass that it touched.

"...Now that was just uncalled for." The creepy static reverb his voice carried did little to sedate the fear and unease the guard had. But with that in mind, his first meal had had been found. The Hollow picked up a rock just as another shot was fired, the bullet grazing his hand this time and leaving a small wound on it. Before they could get off another shot, he threw the rock right toward them! But rather than the minor inconvenience of a standard thrown rock, it shot through the air like a bullet of its own! The stone crashed into the guard's skull, knocking them out in one clean hit.

Once more, all things went well. Melvin walked up to the fallen man and casually picked them up. His jaws parted, large rows of teeth opened and ready for the chompening! They were lucky to be knocked out, the razor-like bones cutting through flesh, crushing bones, and spilling their blood like a nice garnishing sauce. He bit through their still living body, crushing it, sending the man through complete and utter agony even in unconsciousness. they were brutally and casually eaten alive, crushed to bits and pieces. Slowly their lifeforce dissipated, leaving nothing behind but a single blood-covered leg. It was only right to leave -something- for people to find the by. He may have been a monster, but he wasn't heartless.

The Hollow stood by the door, thinking how to approach next. He thought he heard something inside the building. SO like the polite gentleman he was, he brought his fist up to the door and knocked...And knocked...Pretty loudly to. He held back enough not to just break it in, but his fist did crack the wood on the outside and dent the metal, the loud ringing of the monstrous knocking singing through the facility. Hopefully something would have the common courtesy to open up! Otherwise he'd just have to smash his way in like some kind of neanderthal.

(1 class 8 Human devoured)

[Dia Cuir]

Mastering Moddo Toge, Nensho Ha Class 7

The sound of something else attacking the warehouse put her on edge, both brows lifting as she had sensed the hollow almost immediately. She peeked around the corner, watching it as it tore and pounded it's way through the guard as well as the door in the back. She wasn't sure if a bullet would work on them. She closed her eyes and focused, taking nice, slow deep breaths. Ah she remembered now. She had a technique that she had been working on learning. It was something simple, even an absolute noob like her should be able to learn it nicely. Slowly she rolled her shoulders.

She focused and let out a little huff. She already knew how to extend her roots into her surroundings. Unlike many races, it served as an excellent sensory shell. IT was really good stuff, especially to keep from being snuck up on. But this was something a bit more crafty. It was one thing to just extend your roots into your surroundings to feel around. But to DO something was something else entirely. She opened her hand and she pushed her roots out in the form of a blade. Slowly, ten inches of those roots slithered into view. It not only formed a blade, her roots were pretty useless for attacking things. But then she focused. The air around those roots heating up.

She took a nice slow breath and focused. She made it warm...hot even. But that wasn't enough. She focused, condensing, forming, making that air hotter, more dense, packing it in, so that it could be better at the job it had to do. She couldn't just stab someone with some hot air. She needed shit to MELT. And so with a bit more concentration, she increased the temperature. It took only a minute for her to back behind a corner just as the blade began to glow a little. There was a spark, two of them, and then suddenly that blade burst into flame! She tensed!

She slowly brought it under control, puffing air at it as she watched that flaming knife take shape in her palm, and she could feel excitement at the prospect of using it. But this was still not enough! Hotter, HOTTER! She slowly eased it up. Smothering those flames for just a moment, lowering the heat until they died down, and then tried again. This time she had to focus on getting the air incredibly hot, but not getting it to combust. She had to move the air quickly, without it compressing too much and causing it to ignite from the compression. That way she'd be able to use the knife, but without visible flames. An invisible melting knife of superheated air.

She slowed her breathing, and a slow, menacing smile crept across her face as she finally got it under control. YES. She slowly turned, and then slid that blade of heated air into the wall, watching as the stone and such melted from the touch. She swept it to the side, completely removing the door from it's hinges and carrying it by the handle like a square shield. She approached the hollow from behind and smiled. Her wrist was through the handle, making sure that she could still hold her gun. All the while, her other hand had the blade. She shuffled just a little, and she shrugged her clothing around.

Back to TP training

As she shrugged her shoulders, her wing slowly spilled out of her top, ripping the fabric just a little as three more blades formed along the very longest feathers, making her wing into a weapon as she promptly moved in behind the hollow. She grinned menacingly and let out a whistle at the hollow himself. "Oi! Move aside boyo! I'll get us inside!" The half demon shouted, grinning. It didn't matter if the hollow moved or not, she would rush forward, smiling from ear to ear as she suddenly WOOSH!Her wing slashed out in an X, those superheated blades melting clean through the door before she slammed the makeshift shield into it, busting it open.

She paused, taking just a brief moment to look in the Hollow's direction. It didn't seem quite as...mindless as the others she had encountered. And no doubt SHE looked a little strange too. Big black-feathered wing on one side. A cut foor shield, a gun and a seemingly empty off-hand?she supposed she probably looked just as silly as this weird little nerd hollow. Buuut...She glanced down at the dead guard and smirked. "Hey, It'll be a bit of a pain in the ass to kill all these guys myself. Mind lendin me a hand? You scratch my back, I scratch yours? Sound like a deal?" she asked with a bold wink.

Inside of course, the criminals were all getting ready. Four of them had set up behind some cover, bringing up semi-automatic carbines aimed at the door, ready to fire once something came in. The other dealers had more or less cut and run, making their way to the back to try and work on getting their most valued shit out of the warehouse. But two of them were pulling out swords, specially marked with strange wavy blades. Blades that gave off a faintly spiritual signature. They would be the more dangerous to handle. And ontop of all that, the other guards were beginning to close in on their position. Okay so maybe Dia's count earlier had been a little off... ALL the more reason to enlist some help!

[Melvin]

Melvin knocked and knocked and knocked and knocked....and knocked and knocked. Yet no matter how many times his fist smashed into the side of the door, the loud rumble spilling through the building, he was given not a shred of a response! Just the clamor of feet against the ground, people rustling about ad doing who knows what on the other side! Just what kind of party were they running that they couldn't let in a poor Hollow to partake in the festivities? He just wanted some more food! His earlier meals hadn't quite left him satisfied yet. Now he wanted more, yet he was rejected such because of these people. It really made his blood boil!

"Alright! That's it! I've been a patient abomination of the night! But I pay my taxes and if I want in, I'm going to get in! Beware the name Melvin, for you have incurred his almighty wrath! The king of all things -fist-! " He stepped back and made the motion of rolling up his sleeves, getting ready to bust down the door with a hundred pounds of pure unbridled Melvin. He prepared himself, ready to rush in and give them the business, and his business wasn't something a person wasted to deal with! It was the business of the utmost severity, business those unlawful bloaks didn't want any part of!

But just when he was about to give them the good what for, he heard a strange sound coming up from behind him! The sound of metal being carved like fine cheese..Or stone, something like that! He wasn't an expert in telling what specific things being cut sounded like. He could pick up on a vague energy signature about the same caliber as his own, just..Darker, like way darker. Really oddly specifically dark. It reminded him a little of that other girl he met at the candy shop, except different..Like a different shade of dark. If they were super dark with a blue tint, this was super dark with a yellow tint. Just barely there enough to feel.

"Oh, Hello!" He turned, seeming friendly enough for a slightly deformed abomination from the deepest realms of the underworld, teeth stained with traces of blood and the remnants of the frontal guard at his feet. A poor soul they were, doomed to perish for their failure to be polite. His curiosity was peaked though, especially with all the point bits coming off of her. As of that day, not a single person he knew was surrounded in pointy bits! So a first was always a cool thing. "Yes, I was about to open it and give them a good thrashing! Kept me waiting here five minutes. They clearly treat guests horribly!"

Melvin barely moved aside in time before those big swordy things cut clean through the door like a knife through butter. It fell down, finally opening the path inside where many friendships awaited! Only it was a very short friendship, like the friendship you have with that last fry at the bottom of the basket that you're so happy to see, but it still only sticks around for a few minutes. The best kind of friendship- food friendship. His salivating thoughts were severed when the strange girl started to speak up once more, armed to the teeth and ready for nothing short of an all out warfare with the not-so-fearsome collective inside.

"Uh...I don't know, I'm kind of attached to my hand, and back-scratching seems a little weird to be doing in the middle of hostile territory. We're not even on a first name basis yet! But I'll eat some of them for you. Lunch was a bit light." No thanks to a certain snakey individual denying him the right to feed on that girl they saved. They would have made the perfect dessert to have him content- but not. That was -wrong-. He'd have to start calling her mom after stunts like that! But back to the matter at hand! His sensory picked up on all six of them, and some faint signatures coming closer from elsewhere, but they could wait!

"Those four in the back look nice. I'll eat them!" He said rather bluntly. The Hollow took a step forward, and just as he did, his body seemed to vanish right out of thin air! He stepped through a dimensional rift in space itself, phasing through the dimensional fabric of reality and making his way through the room up ahead, completely undetectable for the moment. He phased right past the swordsmen, not up for any of that business just yet. They'd be more of a pain, so he went right for the gunman. The beast would only reappear behind the barricade in the far back, stepping out of the dimensional tear and back into the world of the living,.

What followed was nothing short of a moment of pure awkwardness for the men behind cover, the short malformed creature right behind them, just looking at them awkwardly. "Hi." The moment they started to move, so did Melvin! He didn't look like much, but he was pretty strong in his own right, nearly as fast and as strong as an Olympian with some level of skill from somewhere. His fists swarmed together for the two in front of him, crashing against their skulls and hitting them against each-other for good measure! The impact was ore than ample enough to crack their heads and leave them knocked out, dropping their guns.

The other guards raised their guns and opened fire, a bullet once again grazing the lone Hollow's shoulder and drawing a little blood. "Oof!" He ducked under the cascade of firepower, grabbing the two that fell and greedily chomping down on their unconscious bodies while the firepower rained. They probably still felt some of it, being eaten alive, even while unconscious. Definitely not the most pleasant way to go, but it sure tasted great! A little better than the thugs in town at least. He'd only stop when the gunfire receded, only a few limbs left from the two he consumed.

Melvin tossed the remaining arm into the air, where it was immediately met by more gunfire, blasting to bits the last remnant of the two guards. With their fire drawn, the Hollow leaped from their cover and charged the last two with reckless abandon! He slammed right into them, cracking their ribs with the impressive force and even cracking the pillars they were hiding behind. A forceful grab here and a smash to the floor there and they'd both have concussions just like the first two! Their arms fell flat, discharging a few rounds from hitting the floor that crashed against the facility walls.

The next moments were spent taking a break. He relaxed over from the guard's old cover, checking to see the new stranger's luck with the other two. Meanwhile, he'd feast on the next two guards like a popcorn snack, ripping off chunks of flesh and chewing it down in his massive, carnivorous jaws. Human flesh with blood sauce was becoming a staple in his diet. He thought back to what the -other- snake in his life told him sometime ago. Maybe all this Human food would make him turn sort-of-but-not-really Human even faster than eating his own?! Only time would tell!

(4 class 8 Humans devoured)

[Dia Cuir]

Those blade thingies, were her wing! But in any case, she lifted a brow slightly at the....somewhat....nonsensical mannerisms of the hollow before her. He really wasn't all that grotesque compared to most hollows. He was simply weirdly humanoid and weirdly small. Like a midget. What a silly little cunt. She put a hand on her hip as she listened to him go on, a brow lifting slightly as he went on to explain that they were awful-mannered. She couldn't help but smile just a little bit at such a juvenile assessment of the people inside.

"Well yea, theyr'e criminals. Of course they're rude! I mean I guess I'm a criminal too, but I ain't ever claimed to be no nice nelly about it or nothin. But by all means, go ahead and thrash away little tostido." she encouraged with a little wink to the little midge. She folded her wing back and turned her attention on some of the guards coming up behind them, with little shiny goggle on their face and weapons raised. Were those night vision? "Aw gee Rick. Looks like we gotta f-fight our way outta this one~" She stammered mockingly, raising that door shield as she narrowed her eyes at the humans. Her energy sensory was WAY stronger thana couple of goggles~

"I'll trust you to go deal with the ones inside! I'll take care of these mooks on the outside. Give em hell Kronk!" She called out before promptly she began charging at the approaching guards as no doubt the hollow charged indoors to deal with those on the inside. Almost immediately they opened fire, bullets pinging into the door repeatedly as Dia swung her arm out, her chains whipping off of her wings, those blades...they weren't actually coming from her wings, they were attached to the chains! Which so happened to be a part of her body! those chains SWUNG out, slashing, cleaving burning lines across both ends of the street as she suddenly severed one of the guard's head and hips from his torso!

The man gurgled and dropped, trying to scream from the cauterizing sensation rushing through his body. She darted her eyes up to spot the other guard charging at her. Her left leg and arm tensed, flexing in anticipation as she watched him leap and then slam one of his feet into that door, buckling her legs and causing the nakka to drop to her knees, still grinning insanely as he vaulted over her, suddenly bringing his weapon to bear and getting ready to fire while he was vaulting over her! She LASHED out! Her blades slicing out and cutting through the muzzle of the gun as well as the man's wrist as she used the blade extending from her hand, just long enough to snag her target as he slammed into the ground!

Landing headfirst, he crumpled, suddenly getting up to his feet as she noticed the reiatsu signatures of the guards changing course. About half of them were now heading for her position, the other half heading for the warehouse. On some level she did PONDER whether it was wise to trust a hollow. But then again, wasn't this just a search and destroy? It didn't matter who or what did the killin, so long as some fuckers got dead! She smiled a little to herself and suddenly twisted as she backed up against the wall, the uninjured fist of the guard skidding along the side of the door shield as she was pushed up against the wall, grunting just a little as she swung up, missing as the man dodged to the side, only for that blade to slice off his arm, causing him to shout out in agony, dropping to the ground!

"Oh no, your shining future career in the army." she snickered to herself before she stomped on his head, causing him to seize up a little before she stabbed him through the head with that burning palm blade. She took just a moment to look around, eyeing the surroundings before she noticed that two more guards were coming up. Ahhhhhh Party time indeed. She raised her pistol and fired twice, the shots winging one of the guys in both arms, dropping him as he shouted in pain and agony, the other promptly firing a salvo of his own as Dia dropped, hunkering down and blocking the bullets with that shield of hers. She hummed thoughtfully, peeking up over the door to see the man checking on his buddy.

She promptly took advantage of this. She suddenly dropped the door, speeding in and leaping up into the air. That wing of hers flapped once, giving her just the tiniest bit of extra air before she SLAMMED the pistol into his face, whipping it away and then stabbing her other palm into his. The guard suddenly went limp as the smell of burning materials filled the air and she slashed out of his left ear. Her other hand popped another two bullets into the dropped guard's chest and face, presumably ending his life as she let her ears twitch just a little. She looked left... and then right, and then back to the warehouse. By the sounds going off in there it seemed like midgeboy Kronk wasn't doing half bad. She smiled a little at that, then hummed. Another three guards were closing in. She let out a HOOF and leaned back against the wall, taking just a moment to catch her breath, rolling her shoulders a bit. She slipped into an alleyway and went silent, deciding to take a bit of a rest until the other guards found her. Fit as she was, she still wasn't a superhero.

[Melvin]

Melvin caught a glimpse of the violent action from inside, having a moment's break before the next wave of brave soldiers rushed in from the next room over, probably watching over the figureheads of this little bitcoin mining operation or something. It gave him just enough time to finish his snack of human fingers and ribs while the strange did their business with the forces outside. It was a little hard to see some of the action with the walls in the way, but whatever was going on out there seemed cool.Those blade thingies looked super sharp. Normally he'd give a recommendation about not running with scissors, but she seemed to be an expert!

Melvin turned north just when the doors to the inner-sanction of the warehouse creaked open, all sorts of pointy looking things pushing through the cracks first with a barrel pointed every which way! They sure were coordinated. Coordination was key to a job well done, and they were pretty good at it! The only problem was a normal approach to supernatural problems didn't always work out the way it should have. He could feel the presence of everyone inside, and not many had a strong spiritual resonance, even compared to his weak ol' self. The boy was at the bottom of his kin's food-chain, yet he was reminded time and time again how weak Humanity was.

The poor little fleshbags. Such short lives with no idea what was ever going on around them. He remembered hoe he used to be just like them- a powerless fleshy who could only really punch out other fleshies. Always having to rely on gear and medicine for everything, no cool superpowers....Well, at least they all had the option of becoming something else when they died like he had. The young Holllow still didn't understand just what happened to those he devoured, that their essence was trapped, ensnared in the core of his being and turned into nothing more than a powersource for the growing boy. Ohwaitrightgunsshit

As he was lost in thought, all the guns pointed into the room began to discharge at once. Melvin danced like some kind of majestic creature as bullets went every which way, hitting the ground at his feet, the beams, the walls, just about everything! In a panic he stepped through the dimensional ties of the realm once more! His body faded from view, crossing into the dark realm of screams, yet still able to glimpse through the world of the living. It was like moving through his own little edgy transit system from one spot of reality to another! He went right through the walls and to the other side, looking into a store room with a good chunk of the dealers.

Just as the gunfire died down a little and a handful of grunts started to reload their cartridges Melvin ripped through the dimensional ties of the realm to return to the world of the living- right on top of them! His shadow loomed overhead, giving not a second before he plummeted down in all of his Melviny glory! His arms tensed, muscles lightly bulging in preparation for the thrashing about to ensue. as he fell, his fists smashed right on top of the two guards still firing, the immense strength behind his arms cracking their skulls and knocking them right out of consciousness. The rest? They just all kind of tumbled when the average-sized beast fell on top of them, making a big confused pile on the floor.

"Hey guys!" He shouted as cheerfully as ever. A few guards in the back aimed toward the Hollow and the pile beneath him by extension. He was going to give them all a personalized fist to the face, but he didn't have long before that bloke started raining down a bulletstorm upon him! He pushed off the ground right when the man pulled the trigger, which unfortunately lead to the first wave of rounds crashing into their own men, piercing flesh and bone with harmonic gunfire and leaving trails of red all over the place! It was like giving the floor a brand new finish to compliment the decor.

But that only lasted for a moment, since people tended to shift their aim when their target got out of the way. So Melvin ended up running like a complete idiot as the trail of bullets closed in behind him! It was right at his tail! If he had a tail, it'd be swiss cheese by now!...Or was he already part swiss? He did have a hole in his body after all! The beast barely made it to cover as the storm of steel reached him, piercing the wooden beam. The lack of hairs on his head were right on end! These guys may have been weak but they were packing enough heat to warm an entire Canadian village. A few rounds grazed him throughout the ordeal, fresh blood spilling from his skin.

But Melvin didn't mind getting hurt. It was fun for him. So with a second's pause in the bulletstorm, he leaped out from his cover and tackled the gunman! His iron fist swung forward, smashing right into them with the force of an angry farmboy. It was just enough to knock out a good few teeth and send them right for the floor! Even their gun cracked open at the base from the impact between getting hit and smashing into the floor. That was one more room cleared! Now if he knew anything about how stages were supposed to work, it was two fodder runs then the boss room, right? So....

The Hollow looked ahead. Sure as could be there was one locked off room left! That must have been the boss room..Or at least where the smuggler running things here was. Probably not so much an actual boss as that first level pity boss that is weaker than the actual enemies, but has a nicer health pool to make you feel like its harder. Before that though! The Hollow gathered his loot for the second room...And by loot, he meant flesh...Human flesh specifically. He dragged the last knocked down boy over to the pile, a few knocked out by his own hands and some even dead by the gunfire of their own partner! He was getting better at this whole devouring people thing.

Melvin spent the next few minutes, ripping his prey apart limb by limb, consuming flesh and bone like tasty treats- which they were. It was pretty cliche to say something tasted like chicken, but there was a certain similarity with a few of this batch. It was like each person compared well with a different flavor of meat. Two chicken, one beef, one even a little fishy....It was a good thing he had to work out for all of these, or he'd definitely be getting fatter.He crushed and tore through each of the four, stuffing his soul with plenty of nutrients and energizing him for the next and possibly final round. Because you never know what is going to come through that next door.

( 4 class 8 humans devoured)

[Dia Cuir]

From the sounds of things it seemed like things were going pretty damn well so far! She took a nice, slow breath as she blinked rapidly, trying to get those damn stars out of her head as she dropped the door off to the side, listening to the noises of the guards outside running about. She was actually pretty sweaty at this point. How on earth did those movie stars make this look so effortless? She reached around into her pocket and fished until she felt the familiar little crinkle of packadged goods. She smiled and peeled that little candybar from her pocket, fumbling with the wrapper a little before at long last she managed to free it from that celophane....what was this even called? No ti wasn't celophane, that was that clear shit wasn't it? Bah.

ANywho she freed the candybar from it's wrapped and promptly took a bite, munching quietly as she peeked out and around the corner, pausing as she noticed the barrel of a gun. She SNAPPED her head back quickly, just as the muzzle flashed and fired a round into the ground beside her. FUCK! She suddenly tensed, all wired up from the scare as she scrabbled up and onto her feet and SLASHED! She sliced clean through the corner of the building, but thanks to how long her blades were she really didn't manage to cut through to actually get the guy on the other side! DAMMIT! She hissed just a little, angry that she wasn't able to make big enough blades yet! She huffed and promptly turned, bolting down the alleyway!

Turning, she fired a few rounds behind her, causing the guards to stay behind cover before diving behind a dumpster, panting just a little and gritting her teeth as she took a peek around the edge. She heard the patpatpat of those rounds going off, echoing off the walls and causing her to shout. "WHY IS THIS SHIT SO LOUDDDDDD?!" She screeched, letting out a REEEEEEEEEE! She promptly leapt up! She skirted up along the wall for just an instant, pushing off of a spiritual platform, making it look like she was clinging to the wall as she fired twice. One bullet when clean past the guards, another slammed right into the helmet of the other, shattering the visr and causing the man to collapse onto his back in agony. Oh fuck. CLICK CLICK!

Her eyes went wide. WAY LESS BULLETS THAN IN THE MOVIES! She dropped just as bullets zinged through that alleyway, panting just a little as she dropped behind cover and felt a bit of panic. Wow, no WAY she was going to get to them! Even worse? she heard them beginning to come down the alleyway! Unlike other badguys, they had clearly heard the click of an empty pistol and were now advancing Call of Duty style down the alley! She grunted and bolted, rushing around the area and wincing as a bullet pinged off of the brick wall and sliced across her hand....and through it. FFFFFFFFF! she gritted her teeth and ran around the corner, screeching out and panting as she felt the broken bone in her one hand. OH WOW THIS HURT!

She huffed, grunting softly and shaking her head. Shhhh, relax. It's fine, it's just a gigai. WOW this hurt! She peeked around the corner, narrowing her eyes a little and then waiting. She waited until she saw that gun barrel poke out, and then she SLASHED! She used her wing and promptly sheared clean through the motherfucker, slashing him from shoulder to hip! He screamed out, gurgling as his one good lung filled with blood from the other and she then grabbed him, THROWING his soon-to-be-a -dead-ass-corpse at his comrades, then bolting around the corner, VERY unheroically! Oh so maybe she had been relying a LOT on that door! She made her way off and suddenly skidded to a halt. A new door! Immediately she grinned.

Using that hand and wing what still worked, she slashed through that door, making another impromptu shield and frowning. The handle was not a bar like the other one, but an actua knob, which made it a lot harder to hold! "Ffffuck, this is totally breaking my immersion." She panted and then turned, BOLTING away just in time for some bullets to ping around her. Shhhiet! she promptly began heading straight for the warehouse! After all that hollow was still around right? No doubt he would be able to take care of the shitstains following her well enough! She promptly KICKED her way through the door, skidding in and blinking as she saw one of the drugdealers turn and stare at her. She SLASHED without even thinking. He promptly dropped, now with 100% less skull on his shoulders before she bounced over the counter and hid as the other guards came into the warehouse behind her. Where WAS that hollow?!

[Melvin]

Melvin finished up last meal, ripping flesh from bone and spilling plenty of innards across the floor. The real victim that night was the janitor. He was going to have so much to clean up when the night was done with! He did not envy them in the slightest. Once satisfied, he stood up, stretching his arms and legs and looking ahead at the next door. This was it, the boss rush- the final battle in this side-chapter of a filler arc. His fists tightened, muscles tensing, ready to throw hands and cash in on the rest of his meals. He stepped forward, taking his stance and preparing to strike.

Just as the Hollow approached the door, there was the sound of a light tap against it. He blinked, confused by the sound. Abruptly an explosion of kinetic pressure ripped the door from its hinges and slammed it right into the Hollow's face! The impact was heavy, heavier than even his own attacks normally were! And he was one tough customer in regards to his hits. Lingering in the last room was the gang leader, a tough guy with plenty of power behind him at least. All the goods and valuables were with him, but not a single other guard.

Unfortunately that climactic battle would have to wait. Why? Because the door had sent him flying with the impact! The Hollow flung through the air like a rag-doll. Had he learned flight!? No, that hit was just really, really strong. If the hellspawn was so curious where the Hollow was, they'd see him soon enough! His body crashed right through one of the walls next to them, rubble and debris scattering outward from the point of impact. Yet even that wasn't enough to bring his movement to a stop. He kept moving, but luckily was moving right toward the group of henchmen that'd been following Dia.

Melvin crashed right into them, his body knocking all those grouped together to the ground, breaking a few teeth and cracking their guns. To the less spiritually aware lot, it'd probably look like they'd just been struck by a force of god. The Hollow let out a lightly pained groan, lying on top of about five of those Humans with a few guards following in and aiming their guns. "Ack, shit!" The impact left him pretty bruised and tore the wounds in his shoulders a little wider, but it wasn't the worst he'd been through- far from it.

Quickly, he rolled to the side and grabbed one of the men he fell on, throwing them at the gunman as a bullet sponge and a distraction! Once they crashed and toppled the both of them over, the beast lunged for the other of the two still standing, chomping his large mouth right into their arm! His powerful bite cut deep into their flesh. With one mighty tug, he bit the man's arm off completely! A clawed hand lunged forward shortly after, ripping apart flesh and leaving a giant crippling gash across their chest.

With the other guard starting to get up, Melvin made his way there next. He lunged just as quickly, slamming his hand into their dominant arm and crushing the gun under the weight of the impact.The other claw followed, lunging into their chest and viciously ripping through it, severing vital arteries and spilling a fatal amount of blood from their chest! The janitor really would need a raise for this one. Panting from fatigue, the beast rested there for a second, looking around for anymore. That looked like all of them, though a few in the pile he crashed into were starting to stir. Their ending hadn't been fatal, just a brief knockout.

He grabbed the two bodies closest to him and dragged them over to the pile, sinking his teeth into them as he did. Large chunks of them were ripped apart and consumed, ending any spark of life that may have lingered. The predatory gaze fixated on the five in the pile, ready to continue their feast.But something came to mind as he walked closer to them. His chewing on the eviscerated man's corpse slowed down. He shouted out rather bluntly, not keeping a good track ion where his partner in crime was hiding. 'By the way, I found the boss. He kind of sent me flying. I don't know about you, but I'm thinking of just eating these lot then scooping! Need to get a higher level before beating the boss in this dungeon. "

(3 class 8 Humans devoured)

[Dia Cuir]

Hearing the crash of Melvin being sent flying, Dia cast a glance in the direction of where it had originated. Oh yes, there was something quite vicious around here. However she did cast a look around, eyeing the carnage the hollow had been making around here. She couldn't help but smirk just a little. Talk about a perfect coverup! She rolled her shoulders and grunted as she got to her feet. That shout catching her by surprise, even as the smell of death, raw flesh, and blood hit her nostrils. Retreat? she couldn't help but grin slowly at that, lightly cracking her neck a bit.

"Sorry buddy! No can do! Got a contract to fulfill and these assholes gotta die. But if you wanna hike up your dress and scurry that's fine by me. But I'm gonna stay and show this asshole what his metaphorical counterpart looks inside-...." She stumbled and blinked rapidly. She felt....something in her head. A murmur. A heartbeat in her skull as she felt....something nearby. She....she could feel it. See it. SENSE it as it slid past her, gliding right through everything, like some invisible spectre. And it called out to her. She....she shivered. His name....she felt it. His name was....

Mike.

She noticed a guard that was staggering up to his feet, grunting from a big ht he had taken, only barely managing to be knocked aside rather than killed by Melvin. Once he saw her, she saw him fumbling to pick his gun up off the ground, and immediately, she KNEW what to do. "MIKE!" She shouted, and suddenly the air SCREAMED, screeching as the air tore open and teeth spawned and LATCHED onto the man, his head VERY visible as those teeth slammed around his shoulders and began grating, ripping, sawwing through him as he was THRASHED around by that 9 meter long beast, through just it's teeth. The entire res tof it's body still hidden behind that veil.

Malvin, and the others, would just see those blood-stained teeth gliding through the air, as 'Mike' kept swimming, dripping with blood before they were swallowed back up into seemingly nothingness, a haunting ghost of the beast that had killed their friend. Dia herself? She suddenly felt VERY powerful. Her breath coming in excited pants as a slow, menacing chuckle crept across her lips, a mad grin as she let her wing BLAST out, unfurling in full display as she felt....STRONG. down to the very pill inside her chest that was pulsing with excitement. "Fuck runnin. Scurry if ya want Boyo! I've got a mouth to feed!" She called out as she began striding purposefully toward where that boss presumably was.

Only she would be able to sense the massive shark that swam overlayed with her own form in another dimension. and that was good. Only she knew how much weight was behind the jaws. How Mike relished the taste of blood on his teeth as it were. And she shuddered to imagine what they could do now. What SHE cold do now with her new sharky companion. She didn't know how, but she knew what this was. This was an ability she had been born with. Ingrained into her soul, as if she had been programmed with it. It wasn't like a zanpaku'to, or a fullbring, or anything like that. She knew exactly how to do what she needed to. Her limitations. and just a hint...at what she WOULD be able to do.

[Melvin]

Melvin chewed the last bits of flesh from his prior victim's arms, savoring it like the meat of a chicken bone..It just needed a little something else, maybe spicy barbecue? Yeah, something like that. These guys all tasted a little tougher than a good steak dinner. Maybe with some extra sauce they'd go down better. He'd be sure to remember that next time he came to the world of the living. Maybe carrying a salt shaker wouldn't be a bad idea either. Flavor on the go! ...Well, first he needed to find some pockets, and before that he needed clothes that would fit his oddly deformed frame. He snapped out of his little mental episode when the door-wielding bandito spoke up.

"Huh? What kind of contract? I've never been that good at all that legal legal jargon! All those papers and really tiny walls of text..Really hard to read. I had to get a magnifying inside a magnifying glass just to see the last one I signed...Only then did it dawn on me that I didn't know how to read.." Truly it was a sad day for Melvin. Going through all that effort just to make that discovery. To this day he still couldn't read much. "Oh and uh...Wait, what dress?" He looked at himself, running a bloody hand over his monstrous frame. There wasn't any dress there! What kind of stunt was she trying to pull? ...Maybe he should get a dress though. But what kind!? Maybe Asuka would have a good idea of what dress really fit the Melvin mantra.

"Hm..That gives me an ide- wait who is Mike? Is that like Greg?...Greg." His voice was filled with the sense of pure animosity toward that name. The representation of all things wrong with this world. The anti-thesis of all things Melvin- and then there was an abomination spawning from the depths of oblivion. He hadn't noticed the gunman getting up in the slightest. His senses were keen enough to feel something coming, and then it came! The big sharky boy teeth sure looked hungry! One moment he blinked, and the next that pile of five had been cut down to four with the flailing, agonized bloody remnants of number five being swallowed away.

The Hollow was quiet for a moment, just staring at the bloody mess. He was going to eat that! This Mike fellow...He knew they were up to no good. A nefarious disembodied shark jaw thing that had fully intended on consuming all of the hollow's meals. Truly they were an abomination, the spiritual; shark equivalent of that bum friend that steals the last string cheese out of the fridge without telling you and minorly inconveniences you when you go to find its no longer there. A terrifying creature, no doubt.

"...Oh, well that one looked a bit too fat for me anyway! Weird friend of yours. What kind of spectral set of teeth is named Mike? I think he looks more like a Steve..Maybe even a Stevenson..Steve Stevenson?! But you get stuck with the wrong name sometimes. What are you going to do?" He shrugged, discarding the blood remnants of his own meal. His foot slammed into the pile of thigs, crushing them deeper into the ground and cracking a few bones, making sure they weren't going anywhere. The Hollow got back to his civic janitorial duty, lifting up one body from the pile and bringing his massive jaws toward it, biting off a large chunk of flesh and drawing in the spiritual energy from their soul.

Melvin was getting more than his fair share of meals today. Not having himself on a leash like earlier allowed him to feast as much as he wanted. He'd need to get plenty of exercise later to burn it all off though. He kept his predatory golden eyes ahead as his hands unconsciously ripped his prey to shreds, shoveling their mangled limbs into his jaws and crushing them to a fine pulp. He didn't keep track of just what he was tearing off, probably ripping off pieces of a completely different body on occasion before he finished the first. They'd all end up in the same place.

"Eh, I'll think about it. That guy was pretty tough, though it is like...three on one now? I duno', does Mike count? ...I guess I could but...Eh.." He was a very indecisive boy. He paused again to take another bite out of the little pile of meat under his feet, drawing in more and more of each soul's essence, feeding his body and allowing it to grow, strengthen and evolve bit by bit. bite by bite, liver by liver. He was a pretty quick eater though, making short work of the pile until only a few mangles bit of flesh, muscle tissue and blood was left on the ground.

The Hollow burped, content with his latest fill of deplorables. Maybe he could try again? A boss could make a pretty good meal..Like really super high bonus exp or something. His mistake was trying to bust in the dungeon solo without a raid group..Though did three count as a raid group? And just how much was Mike contributing here? Mike was the strange variable, the unknown, the slacker that would get downed, ask for heals, and get the healer killed in the process! Luckily he wasn't a healer. He actually didn't know a thing about Mike, but that slight little detail made the Hollow develop a whole head-canon for what that name and those weird floating jaws represented.

Melvin finally got up, stretching his limbs, letting the new shark-wielding bandito get a good few meters ahead of him. He yawned, getting a bit of the post-feast sleepies. He could push ahead a little bit to get this whole thing done with though. The cannibalistic abomination of a Hollow made his way ahead finally, stretching his limbs as he walked, feeling a little strange after eating all those souls. He couldn't quite put his finger on why though. It was like he was feeling bloated, like really super bloated in a weird way..Not good..Well, maybe a little good? It was just weird. "Uh, okay, Mike can have the boss, I'm feeling way too full. I need to buy a treadmill back in oblivion or something.."

(4 class 8 humans devoured.)

[Dia Cuir]

Dia lifted a brow, looking over her shoulder at Mike as they made it clear that they were on the fence so far as all this was concerned. Strange no doubt. But even so, Dia turned her attention to the boss himself, even as the man cracked his knuckles and began closing in, no weapons in sight. Okay so this was a little intimidating. But she would surrive this, right? She HAD to! Slowly she began to pick up speed, huffing slightly and breaking into a run towards them, even though she was sweating just a tiny bit. She'd be fine, she'd be fine. MAXIMUM EFFORT! She couldn't hold back! Immediately once she closed in on him she twisted!

The man reached out and she saw his hand going for her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed, focusing before a blade of hot air suddenly sprang out from that shoulder, piercing clean through his hand as she ejected another one out of her palm as she drove it into his opposite hip, even as the impact still caused her own bones to creak and hewr body to twist, making that stab a bit more shallow than she'd intended! But at that very same moment, the teeth from Mike materialized from up above! They LUNGED down, seeking to chomp onto the man's head as Dia stumbled back, letting out an OOF as her body impacted with the cold floor beneath her! She skidded just a little, a very slight friction burn on her side.

In that next moment, the boss reached up and GRABBED onto those vicious teeth! They were incredbly long, almost like blades! As those things sliced clean through his hands and dug into his wrists. But the monster of a boss simply narrowed his eyes, grunting, seeming to work his way through the pain and SHOVE those jaws away! The blood-soaked teeth vanishing back into that other plane as Dia got up to her feet and grunted, sore from that little exchange and flexing those burning blades along her body, the one on her palm sinking back into her body, so that three could slide out of her knuckles like claws.

She and the boss, seeing as Melvin was not going to be taking part in this, began to circle one another, that insane grin still on her face as she continued breathing heavily. Her wing flapped excitedly before folding behind her back, those eyes narrowed as she dropped down and LUNGED! Her fist rocking out, raking those claws in an attempt to burn clean through the man's waist! But he jumped back, surprisingly nimble as he PUNCHED straight down on her wrist, causing Dia to wince and immediately begin backing off again, huffing and flexing her fingers as she went back to leering at the man, swallowing idly as she then backed off, staggering just a little.

Sensing the dip in her stance, he IMMEDIATELY began to close in! She needed Mike! But he...he couldn't come back! She didn't know if there was some sort of timer on how frequently she could summon him and she immediately regretted dematerializing him! Shit! She raised those claws and SWIPED! Continuing to backpedal and back off away from him, she managed to clip his wrist, burning the flesh off and causing the man to GRUNT out, bleeding profusely but still somehow managing to continue fighting! Thankfully he DID seem to be slowing down! She felt her heart LEAP as she saw him blinking rapidly, clearly letting the pain get to him as she slashed again and again, forcing him to focus on evasion! Yes she HAD this! She just needed him to stagger or lose his concentration long enough to kill him!

At this point she had almost ENTRELY forgotten about Melvin, her now-stuffed partner in crime! Of course she was not too worried. If he tried anything she could trust melvin to intervene, and she was free to deal with the man before her, hopefully to the capavcity with which she could just cut him down and finally get this whole shindig over with! Then she'd be able to go back to her place, turn on some ERBoH and fucking call it a night! Not that this whole mission hadn't been beans of fun and definitely helped her develop a fighting style, but the fact was that she was still exhausted and kinda in pain from various....injuries. The sooner she could rest, the sooner she could recover and then get another mission.

[Melvin]

Melvin stayed a fair distance behind Dia, but close enough to get a good look at that boos fellow from earlier.That bloke sent him flying with a single blow! Scary as the nine Hells they were for sure! At least to a novice like him. He should have been keeping a close eye on the battle at hand, but he couldn't help but shake this uncomfortable feeling in his gut..In his stomach..In his special hole of the Hollow variety.It was aching, a certain stretching feeling like he'd become way too bloated. It was just a minor discomfort at first, but something about that last batch of souls he devoured wasn't quite sitting right.

It just kept growing, expanding, like something was trying to stretch open his chest cavity from the inside out. Had he devoured an alien!? Were the spawn of creatures completely unrelated to the spiritual realms the true great threat that would surpass the most hardened hearts of the Fourth Reich and the demons of Hell? No, it wasn't that at all, but it sure felt like it. Like a monster was going to burst from his chest at any second! He slowed to a crawl, leaning against the wall as the shark-wielding bandito charged into battle with the fearsome mob boss.

The greatest enemy of a Melvin was himself...His horrible indigestion anyway! He groaned in pain and discomfort, completely behind and far off from the raging battle up ahead. It all faded to a blur in his eyes. They were just barely close enough to see, the flickers of energy they both radiated as their souls ignited in the fiery and passionate display of violence. Meanwhile the lone Hollow clutched his stomach, leaning against a wall for support. "Uh...I don't feel so good....C-can I even vomit souls? How does that work!?" The beast shouted to itself in minor frustration.

This pain, it was complete and utter agony. Getting shot, cut up, beaten, bruised? Yeah, that was one thing. That was the adrenaline fueled scars of war that one could ward off with the rush of energy as they fought in battle. This? This was the slow and boring agony of internal cramping, the minor inconvenience that started dull and spiked into bouts of discomfort that made even the slightest activity a pain to bother with. But it wasn't just some ordinary cramp either. There was something so weird about it..Something even the great encyclopedic knowledge of a Melvin didn't understand.

Sparks of electricity started to crackle around his body, white sparks made of pure reishi that dimly lit the halls of the building round him. It was weak, but unstable and growing. Some kind of shift was taking place with the creature's very soul! As it drew in the power of the countless people it'd devoured between its time in the Menos Forest with that stranger and that overweight snake that was actually really fat and he just said they weren't to make them feel better, to that feeding frenzy at night with the ..other snake girl? He knew a lot of snake people, come to think of it.

All of that came together in the depths of his being and set off a chain reaction of sorts. One particle bashed into another and ignited, which bashed into another in an endless chain of particle bashery. The crackling energy grew wider, and soon a dull, white glow spilled from the Hollow's body. It wasn't that strong, but heavy compared to the lower-level beings that filled this not-so-quiet not-so-little crime syndicate warehouse. It expanded around him, the spiritual pressure from his body growing ever so slightly.

Not long after, his entire body shifted in color, becoming a bright glowing white, disassembling itself into the form of raw bestial spiritual energy. Melvin's perception of the world vanished. He had no idea what was going on! It was all happening so fast....But with these changes, the cramping in his stomach disappeared. But instead, he now had a feeling of inflation to rival the Zimbabwean dollar. Every fiber of his being was breaking up, splitting apart into thousands of little mini-Melvin particles. All of which may have gone unnoticed by the two fighting! He couldn't keep track of their fight either with all these changes were coming.

Puberty hit him like a bus.

Melvin's body had become a mass of pure energy, radiating a glowing white that cascaded around him. The cracks of electricity grew larger, more frequent. The transformation reached its apex! All of the energy that gathered together soared upwards as a beam of sizable power! It ripped through the roof of the building, breaking open large chunks of it and causing the entire structure to quiver! dust and debris scattered out throughout the complex. The light took on a strange shape once it reached forty feet up in the air. It stopped abruptly and began to change.

The column of energy took on the form of a giant tower with a rounded head. Long extra appendages built off of the main bulk with large, bony feet forming at the very bottom of it. Those familiar with it would know the shape well! But unfortunately, Melvin couldn't see himself, and no one else there probably knew what this thing was! The pulse of energy wasn't some kind of attack, but a fearsome transformation! An ascension of sorts that took the not-so-tall Melvin and took him to great new heights!

On that day Humanity received a grim reminder.

The white color faded away, allowing the details to come into place. What stood now was an absolute behemoth! Forty feet tall, they completely eclipsed the world around them, standing even taller than the building they were in!m ...Which is why the roof was now gone for a large chunk of it. A giant mask with sunken eyes covered an equally massive face filled with teeth. They were tall as all heck, but lanky like a bean with thin bone-made arms and presumably similar leg structure. All around them was a long, black cloak that cascaded down their neck to the top of their ankles, leaving the large feet uncovered, but obscuring everything else.

Melvin evolved from a Melvin, to a tall Melvin! Or a Gillian, as most called it. His senses slowly returned to him, his sunken eyes opening to see a world that no longer stood above him, but much below him! Where he was once the manlet many people ridiculed, it was now the rest of the world that was but a playground for him! He looked down at the building, those massive golden eyes looking at the mob boss and Dia's fight. Any remaining guards were probably alerted by the massive damage done to the roof and...To any spiritually aware, the now enormous tower of Hollow in the middle of their crime den!

The first thing to occur to him when he looked down was that...He actually had a dress now. The only issue was figuring out how to hike it up! It was a bit gothic for him, all black and all, but it'd do for the time being! The creature also felt another sensation coursing through his veins, a power that belonged to this new form he undertook. It wasn't a matter of learning, but a matter of instinct! It was just like breathing- if breathing were condensing energy into a highly destructive and unstable form to obliterate everything in his line of sight.

Before he said a word from his monstrous height! The now Gillianified Melvin opened their jaws! Crimson energy began to collect at a central point right in front of his open mouth. The particles came together at a fair pace, building into a small sphere of red right in front of him. It hovered down with the angle of his gaze, aiming right at Dia and the mob boss she was up against! The particles continued to build until a large sphere had formed perfectly! But that wasn't the end of it. Red spirals of spiritual power spun around the ball, further building it up and magnifying the all-powerful fearsome technique of the Hollow race! The cero.

The towering titan gathered the last of their energy into it! The ball of reishi expanded not once, but twice more, matching the size of the Hollow's entire massive head! Who knew what kind of unrefined destructive power it'd have!? What kind of damage it'd cause to anyone in range, or heck the entire town!? Its massive, otherworldly size matching the newly supersized Melvin casting it and looming overhead, casting a shade of red light over the entire warehouse! Following his instincts, he unleashed all of his spiritual fortitude in his first ever cero! It shined brighter and the spinning slowed to a halt. It released!

Unfortunately, Melvin hadn't training his spiritual fortitude in the slightest. While the charge up may have looked impressive and scary to the untrained eye? When it actually fired, the vast majority of that energy poofed into harmless red smoke! A very small beam of light split through the fumes- a very laughably small cero no bigger than an inch around. It was actually hilarious, such a tiny blast coming from such an enormous creature. In any event, it'd head right for the mob boss at..pretty average speeds. It wasn't even hot enough to make the air sizzle as it moved through it.

If the cero were to hit! It'd carry the unfathomable intensity of sunlight filtered through a slightly powerful magnifying glass! A very uncomfortable heat that probably wouldn't actually hurt, but would feel really uncomfortable if it kept making contact for awhile. But there was a strong chance it wouldn't hit at all given that lengthy build up. But just maybe the sheer absurdity of how pathetic it turned out would make them forget how to dodge and get minor inconvenienced by the heat! Shortly after, the beam would fade away, the towering creature standing there still and silent.

Melvin's massive jaws closed, then opened as if he wanted to say something! Then they closed again. Finally they opened and he actually decided to speak! His voice was a lot louder at that size, but not deafening, just inconvenient like a lot of the things brought about by the transformation. It was a whole mess of inconveniences with very little substance. "Oh...How embarrassing...I thought that would have done more.." He hung his head high in shame. He couldn't hang it low because he was too tall for that now. But at the very least that little show probably gave Dia an opening to finish things- if she wasn't also distracted by...Whatever just happened.

[Dia Cuir]

Of course they didn't notice the change at first, but even the battle to the death was made to pause when that hollow suddenly SWELLED in size, exploding up through the roof of the warehouse as Dia's spiritual sense went nuts, her eyes wide as she could FEEL her own spiritual power writhing inside of her. Even Mike was.....twisting a bit. The induction of a hollow into the menos, it was a tremendous sight, and to see him taking form, both Dia and that boss momentarily forgot about one another as the monster came to be. And once that maw opened up and that cero began to charge, she immediately tensed! OH SHIT! She was about to get running when the boss did something.

The man grunted, CLAPPING both hands together and then pulling them apart. His hands seemed...fluid! there was some sort of black ink between his palms and as he dropped to his knee, he drew what seemed to be a circle on the ground! In that next moment, electricity crackled, some sort of energy rippling through the ground before it SURGED up! Suddenly the cement was WARPED into a very big, thick barrier of stone! As that cero fired it was.......almost sad! Dia was a little awestruck at the pathetic beam, that hissed against the stone wall for a few seconds before dimming out, a puff of smoke escaping the spot on the wall with a soft, flatulant little Pffft of air. She couldn't help but hold her chest, panting a little bit.

SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS GONNA DIE! Slowly relaxing, she paused, blinking as suddenly she heard soemthign from mike. Duck? She turned just in time to see a MASSIVE fist of stone heading for her! She tensed, and suddenly those teeth SLAMMED into existence! Not only teeth but gums! That closed jaw TANKED the hit from that stone fist and she paused, her eyes a bit wide. Mike looked...BIGGHER! At least twice as big! And as she was able to see his actual body, she was a little astounded to find that he had grown from 3 meters, to a solid SIX meters in length! DO YOU FEEL IT?! She almost jumped out of her skin! "MIKE?!Is that you?!" She shouted in alarm as that stone fist crumbled. Unaware that only she could hear his voice in her head.

I KNOW you can feel it! That FEAR! Use it! Focus on it! She paused and she did realize just how fast her heart was racing. SLAMMING into the inside of her chest as if trying to escape! And something...inside.... something that made her wing tingle. Even in her pill she could feel it resonating so very deep inside of her. As she felt a shudder running up her spine, as that white feathered wing trembled. She felt it. Like a little...fire inside of her. Woken up by the sight of that cero. She focused on it, and suddenly her spiritual pressure RACED through her body! She shivered and felt that power welling up inside of her! Those hellish chains around her wing suddenly burning hot!

There was a BURST of fire around her body, suddenly white-hot flames SEARED and coursed up along her body! Her clothing was burned away on the spot as another brilliant white wing burst from her back, and a long, leathery tail slithered from her lower back, coiling around her knees as she felt that RUSH. That SURGE of power that was like a high! Mike SHOVED the rest of that stone barrier away! Shooping up and into the air, crashing through the ceiling of the warehouse as Dia grinned maliciously at the boss, who was staring at her in aw, as her spiritual pressure radiated a sense of undeniable attractiveness. He seemed almost gobsmacked! All at once her head was abuzz. But she knew what to do.

With a little crouch, Dia LEAPT back, her wings FLAPPING to give herself a little extra distance before leaping up into the air, hovering as those wings beat, keeping her up in the air. A single feather remained where she had been a moment before, slowly drifting to the ground, and the man seemed to regain his wits. He snarled and drew a weapon, a long knife as he began making his way toward her, lowered head so that he didn't have to look directly at her. "This ain't no place for angels." He growled, right before he stepped, and that feather drifted under his foot as he stepped. In that moment, he had the look of a killer. a murderer. A cold-hearted criminal in his eyes as he readied himself to fight both this angel AND this gillian monster.

But it didn't matter. Because the instant he stepped on that feather, it promptly EXPLODED, a MASSIVe burst ripping up, a pillar of brilliant burning light erupting like a geyser, over three meters wide and five meters tall as it burst, illuminating the entire area with that brilliant light source and obliterating everything within that sudden radius, purging the man on the very spot, until at long last it died down, showing nothing but a black scorched circle where the man had once been, Dia being a little....amazed that that had worked! she did a sweep, making sure he wasn't just hiding in the shadows before those wings SPREAD open proudly! She cheered and landed gracefully, doing a little spin and a heroic pose as she let out a loud laugh! "HAHAHAHA! Fuck yea! Mission SUCCESS!" she crowed out, elated that her first job, however hectic, had gone off without a hitch!

[Melvin]

After Melvin's fearsome transformation and his not-so-fearsome beam of minor inconvenience, he was further disheartened to see the strange mob boss block the attack with relative ease!..Well, yeah, it was a horribly underdeveloped cero fired from someone with almost no spiritual fortitude! Of course anyone with the slightest power could block it. So there he was, tall and alone in the sky above the hideout, left with only the flickers of light from his failed attack. Despite finally overcoming his literal shortcoming and becoming a tall boy, his first feat was one of failure, the repeated tale he knew time and time again.

But at the very least, he could do the one thing he was good at! The tall Hollow must have had fists the size of buildings at this size! All he needed to do was give the mob boss a good fisting and they would be done for!. He got ready to strike, trying to move just like he did as a normal Hollow. Only when he tried to move his arms, they barely moved an inch! They were constrained by the cloak, so big and heavy that he couldn't properly use them! They couldn't even escape the cloak's grasp!

"Nani!?" He shouted in disbelief!\ Had he truly fallen so far!? The once Great Melvin could no longer even punch properly! A moment of greatness was reduced to a moment of shame. He did not envy this position anymore. Despite standing at great heights, his greatest asset had abandoned him! He could barely even see the fight going on below anymore! It was at such a weird angle, the remaining roof blocking his sights of the two in their moments of heated conflict. The only thing he caught a glimpse of was that faint aura that glowed throughout the room.

The last of the guards finally started reaching the area, coming after the enormous bang from the roof being ripped open alerted them. Melvin saw them well in advance, turning his attention to them for the moment. At the very l;east he could step on them! Or try to anyway. The moment his colossal leg slid forward, he tripped on the walls of the room beneath him! He'd have flung his arms out in a comedic effort to retain his balance, but still couldn't move them properly! It was a sad day for Melvin, and therefore the world. "Wait! Gravity! Cease! I command you!"

The Hollow shouted hopelessly as the real fight concluded down below. His now large towering form began to fall right toward the last collective of guards. The poor things didn't even see what was about to hit them. The beast fell like a towering, slowly and dramatically! They'd only notice something off when the roof was further damaged by his body crashing down over it. The menos fell further, crashing through the roof and raining rubble and debris down over the opposite half of the hideout. The guards noticed the destruction falling in around them, but not the real threat.

Melvin hit the ground with a loud thud, his towering form collapsing on the ground, completely destroying the half of the building opposite to where Dia and the presumably killed mob boss were fighting. The guards were all crushed by the Hollow's enormous frame and the rubble coming down around them. The crash was loud and heavy, shaking the grounds around the facility like a small quake had hit it. What was left was an oddly menos-y imprint in the ground where he fell, the Hollow laying there, defeated.

"Oof..." He groaned out in slight discomfort, rolling about, trying and failing to pick himself back up. He wanted to devour the lot he just crushed, but it was difficult, if not impossible. Losing proper control of his body made things a hundred times harder, even if he was a giant that could fire horribly underwhelming beams of minor inconvenience. After a few more attempts at rolling over, he just kind of laid there, embarrassed as could be. :"I...I think I'm done for tonight...I can't even stand. What direction is up!? " The Hollow bellowed in light distress. But at the very least, the mission was done.

The whole night had been a big non-stop mess of an adrenaline rush. He came in with no expectations, and somehow got into this big' ol murderfest with a strange stripper he'd never seen before. It'd definitely be something to note in the chronicles of Melvinry later on.  He definitely didn't expect to get so big! His life would be completely different now. No longer was Melvin the short-stack of Hollows, but a tall boi standing above all else! He would raze cities, devour millions to satisfy his enormous gluttony!...Though more than likely he'd just go back to Hueco Mundo and play bumper cars with other titans until he evolved again. Thus the cycle of Hollows.


TOTAL DEVOURS- 16 Class 8 humans
TOTAL PARAGRAPHS-  110

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Total Paragraphs: 110 = 550 TP

Dia: 550 CTP total

Melvin:

• 550 TP = 550 TTP total
• 16 Class 8 Humans = 960 CTP total